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I have a buddy from way back that use to always play Steely Dan, always . . . so like back in the day when no matter what radio station you turned it to it seemed they were playing Stairway to Heaven, I got really burnt out on both. No mas! No mas!
Steely Dan got so involved in studio music that for a time they didn't tour, their sales lapsed because of that, they had legal problems that drove Becker and Fagen apart, and they were never the same.
Trivia note - one of their early drummers was Chevy Chase.
Guess who got knocked out of the elementary school spelling bee by the word "shrubbery" --
I just finished this planter, ready for a load of potting soil.
Finished a littler one today --
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You gonna start growing some pakalolo?Finished a littler one today --
A note on the brewery we visited on our trip to Vermont in July --
After lunch, we head about 45 minutes northeast, into the Northeast Kingdom. Since I’m captaining our vehicle, I have been judicious with my sips of beer in order to stay safely under the legal limit. This is a good thing, since the road beyond Greensboro, which winds past the famed cheesemaker Jasper Hill Farm, turns narrow and clay and gravel on the way to Hill Farmstead Brewery. When we feel lost, suddenly the parking lot emerges, with a taco stand, portable toilets and music playing while people are hanging out in the sun drinking beer. It looks like a mix between a Grateful Dead show and a tailgate for an NFL game, with a surrounding scenery that’s absolutely gorgeous.
Hill Farmstead is another legendary brewery, voted the best brewery in the world by RateBeer, the rival of BeerAdvocate. It’s buzzing with people, many of them looking to fill growlers from the taps at the growler stations. There is a detailed Growler Policy posted: no large, German-style growlers; no metal growlers; no ceramic largemouth growlers; dark glass growlers only. There is a ticket dispenser where we a take a number: 370. We can see that they’re on 333.
It takes about 20 minutes to get to the front of the line. Hill Farmstead names its beers after ancestors of the founder, Shaun Hill. Edward is an American pale ale, Harlan is an American IPA, and Edith is a dark farmstead ale.
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After lunch, we head about 45 minutes northeast, into the Northeast Kingdom. Since I’m captaining our vehicle, I have been judicious with my sips of beer in order to stay safely under the legal limit. This is a good thing, since the road beyond Greensboro, which winds past the famed cheesemaker Jasper Hill Farm, turns narrow and clay and gravel on the way to Hill Farmstead Brewery. When we feel lost, suddenly the parking lot emerges, with a taco stand, portable toilets and music playing while people are hanging out in the sun drinking beer. It looks like a mix between a Grateful Dead show and a tailgate for an NFL game, with a surrounding scenery that’s absolutely gorgeous.
Hill Farmstead is another legendary brewery, voted the best brewery in the world by RateBeer, the rival of BeerAdvocate. It’s buzzing with people, many of them looking to fill growlers from the taps at the growler stations. There is a detailed Growler Policy posted: no large, German-style growlers; no metal growlers; no ceramic largemouth growlers; dark glass growlers only. There is a ticket dispenser where we a take a number: 370. We can see that they’re on 333.
It takes about 20 minutes to get to the front of the line. Hill Farmstead names its beers after ancestors of the founder, Shaun Hill. Edward is an American pale ale, Harlan is an American IPA, and Edith is a dark farmstead ale.
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Little late for eggplant. Rip those suckers out and plant broccoli, carrots, onions, or snow peas, or move it in the shade and plant some greens.Finished a littler one today --
Wait till next spring for the eggplant and peppers.
That is eggplant, isnt it?
Im going out right now to rip all mine out.
Doing some cooperative ancestry.com research through facebook with my siblings, we determined that my great-great-great-great-great-great-aunt shared in a scalp bounty of 100 pounds sterling in 1697, after she and her employer and another captive boy killed the Indian raiding party who had kidnapped them. They knifed and clubbed them in their sleep. They were pissed that the Indians had killed the employer's 6-day old child by bashing its head against a tree. They took as many scalps as they could and set off down the river in one of the Indian canoes, back to their homes.
I am getting all the bell peppers and tomatoes I want right now and just planted a jalapeno bush last week. My New England farmer roots don't know what to do with a 360-day growing season.
Correction - that should be great-great-great-great-great-great-great-aunt (my father's mother's father's ... father's daughter). And my sister insists that Aunt Mary didn't do any of the actual scalpings herself, although she did help out with the killing part. I don't know how she knows that.
A good rule of thumb in socal is that you can grow anything here.
Plant anything listed as "cool season" in late september through early november, and everything else in late march through early april.
The winter in San Diego is very productive for the right vegetables.
Leeks and greens such as Swiss Chard grow like weeds in the winter months, as do the very expensive and tasty snow peas.
Carrots onions and especially broccoli also do very well in the winter months here.
Thank you, but I was being sarcastic.
Why?
You planted eggplant in September.
August.
lol.
Ok, farmer john, let me know how that works out.
We couldn't do optimum timing this year because we were going to be gone several times over the summer. By the time we were firmly rooted back at home, it was early August.
Me: "OK, I'm building a planter. What do you want in it?"
She: "I'll get some eggplant seeds."
And I told her when she wanted to grow guava trees that they wouldn't survive the frosts. She said she knew of trees growing in Mira Mesa, so up on a hill in Poway should be ok. As it turned out, we were both right - in peak season we were taking guavas to the boys' Salvadoran soccer coach every week. Then when the frosts came, the leaves would drop off and the branch wood would turn black, forcing me to trim all the way to the ground some years - but they came back.
I was completely right about the cherimoyas - we never got a single fruit.