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TRES LECHES – Martha made for Saturday Mexican Breakfast treat

MENUs to challenge

Made it to Monday – lots of fun BK

NO: shellfish, NO gluten, NO milk/heavy cream, No nuts, melon, bannanna, Egg Allergy, another NO eggs but in baked goods OK, Vegetarian, some fish OK, some not...WE DID IT!

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SO MUCH DEPENDS….

So much depends upon an old Red Tractor sitting in the light of dawn, waiting empty for the farmer to appear. by Deanna Joyer with a bow to William Carlos Williams – “So much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.”

BENTO BREAKFAST

Every once in a while and on request we do bento breakfast.  Todays was Japanese/French Fusion.

Menu:  Misoyake Salmon, Mizuna tossed w/ponzu & topped w/shredded raw beet.  Wasabi deviled eggs, squash w/umeboshi plum sauce and miso soup.  On the side,  sticky buns made w/croissant dough and a bowl of fresh strawberries.

A Friend from the PAST

Tomorrow we are having lunch here at the farm with an old friend, Ron.  When we were in our 40′s, John and I halted everything, packed up and moved to the Big Island of Hawaii to go to college.  WHAT??? in your 40′s.  Memorizing stuff…yes.   We started out in student housing totally unprepared for the late nights.  Every day I would go through the want ads in the local paper(pre-craig’s list).  Suddenly – there it was = our perfect housing.   A 1 bedroom mother-in-law on the lower level of a YES – beachfront house on Kuikahi St.  I called – he said – come look – I DID – I said yes – John rolled his eyes – I took him there – he couldn’t believe his eyes.  Our landlord turned out to be the best guy ever.  He bought us a lawnmower and let us pay back on time – with the lawn mower we MOWED THE LAWN and got a big reduction in rent.   WE LIVED right on the OCEAN……In your honor Ron I am making homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches – comfort food for a comfortable friend!

PERSPECTIVE

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.  They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, ‘How was the trip?’  ’It was great, Dad.’  ’Did you see how poor people live?’ the father asked.  ’Oh yeah,’ said the son.

‘So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?’ asked the father.  The son answered:  ’I saw that we have one dog and they had four.  We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.  We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.  Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.  We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs.  We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.’

The boy’s father was speechless.  Then his son added, ‘Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.’

Isn’t perspective a wonderful thing?