Roommates. For one hilarious year in Ottawa, just over 31 years ago, Martha, Teya and I shared a house in Ottawa (with our friend MJ, who found herself outnumbered by three Newfoundland expats). A lot of great meals, coffee, chats and books, as I recall. And an epic cat. Teya was back in town earlier this week: it’s always a pleasure to pick up the stories where we left them.
The Martha test for making tomato sauce: it’s thick enough for a wooden spoon to stand up straight. Twenty more bottles (maybe 19) coming up.
Had some cucumber, limes and a muddler. And a wickedly sunny evening. Kind of had to do something.
Everything is so green in August.
The Moses of breakfast cereal.
Nothing like a Sunday dinner on a lovely evening in July.
Brie, the pensive doggie.