Who Says Women Can't Hunt Meat? We Just Do It Differently

Dena was supposed to come over at 10am but lost her car keys. It took her an hour to find them and drive over here. I showed her how to do several cast-ons (knitting) and how to pick up stitches. I admired the books she brought over and we discussed several of the sweaters and afghans. Both of us agreed that many of the items we looked at were classical in design but the knitters had used some awful colors and color combinations to make the item.

We cooked Swiss bratwurst from Frances Meats for lunch and after discussing how good they were, Dena and I decided to drive over to Frances to pick up some more bratwurst and jalapeno sausage. While we were there we tasted some of their baloney. It was so good, just like a regular salami but baloney-sized that I bought 3 packages. Dena bought the same things I did but added some pepperoni to her stack of meat.

Two hunters were there picking up their sausage and pepperoni and other goodies that they had had made from seven deer and one bull elk. We went over to talk to them and in the process, because I said I'd never had elk, one of the guys gave me a package of Kielbasa made with jalipeno peppers to try. I was very happy to get some of their wild game to eat. We hunted the hunters in this instance.

I also gave the woman who helped us a recipe for home made bread, a recipe I haven't tried yet but which got many great reviews online.

I updated the Hope Creek Diversified Farm blog this evening. I was aghast to see that I typed in the last entry September 21, 2008. I entered large chunks of information; e.g., 5, 10, or 15 days worth of information about the goings-on around the farm. I'm happy to be up to date on all the blog entries. I keep a daily journal and just copy the information to the blog site.

Chas and I had leftover spaghetti and leftover cheese and crackers from previous meals.

I didn't get a lick of work done today and I don't care. Well, I care but it was nice to talk to someone else and just have fun that isn't work.

Enrique phoned this evening to see if I wanted him to come help me tomorrow. Boy, was I happy to hear from him. I have lots for him and his uncle to do.