Check out this crazy carrot I got at the farmer's market.
Orange interior? Didn't see that coming.
it turned my soup purple, too
California sky
Orange interior? Didn't see that coming.
it turned my soup purple, too
Got a letter from the Swiss Post today. What did it say? I knew it was a response to my letter, contesting the customs charges on the packages of stuff I had shipped to myself. But the rest? There were no checks enclosed, so any other clues to its contents were locked up tight within the German language. With a quickly beating heart I laboriously typed the text into Google translate. And: Yes! they agreed, I had been wrongfully charged for my packages by customs. This means a return of 238chf. Ha! Pocket change (and then some).
Today no pants under pants were required. It was quite a relief. In celebration, I rode my bike over to Germany, where, I had heard, food is cheap. The first market I came to (circuitously) was called Lidl, and it was a truly bizarre experience. There were shelves, sort of, but instead of having nicely arranged items for purchase there were the cartons those items come in - all stacked up - and then within the cartons, the goods themselves. Boxes were piled on the floor. Cardboard everywhere. Dim lighting. There was a loose organizational scheme, but the overall feeling was more of a "HERE IT IS" kind of sentiment. I bought two bottles of wine (2 euros each) and a loaf of bread (1 euro). Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I made my way home, and spotted a much more normal-looking grocery store on the way; success, and yes, quite inexpensive.
Today no pants under pants were required. It was quite a relief. In celebration, I rode my bike over to Germany, where, I had heard, food is cheap. The first market I came to (circuitously) was called Lidl, and it was a truly bizarre experience. There were shelves, sort of, but instead of having nicely arranged items for purchase there were the cartons those items come in - all stacked up - and then within the cartons, the goods themselves. Boxes were piled on the floor. Cardboard everywhere. Dim lighting. There was a loose organizational scheme, but the overall feeling was more of a "HERE IT IS" kind of sentiment. I bought two bottles of wine (2 euros each) and a loaf of bread (1 euro). Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I made my way home, and spotted a much more normal-looking grocery store on the way; success, and yes, quite inexpensive.
California sky
Last bit of news: it looks like I'll be in the Bay Area this summer! School, of course, takes a vacation for several months each year, it's called Summer Break, and I now get to be a participant in said break. I'd stay here, but there won't be any work, as far as I can tell; plus, I've already scheduled a class at the SF Center for the Book for the end of August. Before I buy my ticket, I'm going to make sure there is some more work for me to do, so if anyone has any house painting they need done, or yard-digging, or letterpress printing, or bass playing, or dumb blog writing, you just let me know.
Awesome! I got maroon carrots in my CSA box last week, haven't done anything with them yet - I'll have to be wary of turning whatever I make purple.
ReplyDeleteYeah, and another thing about them - they were quite juicy, and I got some purple carrot juice on my new sweater. I think it's going to come out, but I'm just saying, don't let this happen to you.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that if you delete a comment, a shadow of it remains. cool looking carrot! nice maggie fact too!
ReplyDeleteI just "removed it forever" as the program asked me to confirm. You've escaped your shadow, for the time being...
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