Today Emily and I ventured forth to find the place and secure a pork shoulder roast. As usual the place was packed. So, I bought this giant huge pork, which turned out to be butt not shoulder, roast, beautifully tied and a lovely cap of fat, scored and ready to be turned into crackling. It was huge…pics below. I also bought a half pound of english bacon for Bradley and a half pound of brown sugar bacon and a whole cow's tongue.
I expected the bill to be near 100 to 120 bucks…in that range. But this butcher prides himself on keeping prices totally competitive with local grocery stores. And it came to only 58 dollars! I couldn't believe it.
Back at home Aryn and Bradley were super hard at work in the kitchen. I absolutely love my kitchen. Its coming together beautifully. And then the two of them cooked dinner. You wouldn't believe what Bradley did to that roast. Between the garlic, onion, rosemary and seasonings..it was a work of art when it entered the oven, and even better when it came out. He also made the best cheesy potatoes I have ever eaten and eggplant and zucchini done on the bbq.
Sometime in the afternoon Cousin Dorothy (or big Dorothy as we call her) came over for dinner. And just before dinner Monte came home from Port Alberni!!!Geez! we visited and told stories and laughed. She is such a fantastic person. We all love her to pieces. And needless to say dinner was beyond delicious. He even made a tasty applesauce to go with it all. Mmmmmm. Popsicles for desert!!
And now after an evening of PVRed shows we are all tucked in and ready for sleep. Such a warm and fuzzy day. So good.
And now for pics and poetry! TTYL
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| SOMEONE PICKED UP THE LARGE CASE OF BITS AND PIECES THE WRONG WAY! |
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| BEST CHEESY POTATOES EVER |
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| GIANT ROAST READY FOR THE OVEN |
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| MMMMMM ALL DONE AND READY TO SLICE |
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| COW TONGUE ALL SET TO BE COOKED. WE USED TO EAT THIS ALL THE TIME! SO MANY PEOPLE ARE ALL SQUEAMISH NOWADAYS!!!! |
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| WORKING HARD |
WHERE?
The crooked twisting winding road
disappears, just over there
its full of promise, full of hope
I wend my way along with care
I come across a little bend
a broken arrow off the track
I veer off into the unknown
and cannot find my way back
at first I stumbled and I scrambled about
lost in a fog of serious doubt
but then I slowed and looked around
and was so glad to be unfound
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