As always, food comes first.
Here are some black bean burgers I made from scratch. I know Hannah will be jealous!
I also wilted some spinach with olive oil and cracked pepper to put on top. They were very good.


After we made them we put some in the freezer for later, and they were just as good if not better! Although next time I think we will cook them on the grill so they can get a little bit crispier.

I am a culinary genius.


In other news, our heat has been going out on occassion. There have been two weekends now where the heat has just stopped working. And because if you stand next to a window and can literally feel those icy Maine winds gently caressing your skin, whatever heat we do have does not last long. This is how a few Saturdays ago was spent until we finally had to leave the house to go to for a drive. I know it's not the most earth-friendly activity, but it was so darn cold.



In other SoRoHo news....

WE HAVE NO IDEA.
For some utterly bizarre and completely inexplicable reason, these dirty carrots were soaking in a cup of water on the counter for weeks. We don't know who put them there, or what they were doing with them, but they did occasionally switch them around so the other side could soak for a few days. They swelled up (as the picture details) to quite a hefty size, and then when they got switched they would shrink back down to smaller than they were before.
Really people, weeks of soaking carrots in a cup on the counter.
Then one day, they mysteriously vanished. The cup was gone, the carrots were gone, we didn't see them in the garbage...
Just another day at the South Royalton House--
you really should come visit.
2 comments:
And a set of shiny spurs . . . and I'm going to make cowboy spaghetti immediately! And you're right, I must come for a visit. Please make sure the heat is working before I get there, or we will all be going to a hotel -- I know . . . in another town.
I KNEW there were ghosts there! Apparently, carrot-loving-ghosts.
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