In my last post. I wrote about losing a ring. The ring on my thumb in this picture. I had no hope of finding it, honest. I had no idea were to even look for it. Among so many other things, I mowed the entire lawn that day- How could I possibly find it?
My Dad found it tonight. I can’t believe he found it. He was working on a project out in the yard and just happened to be kneeling right were it was. Quelle Chance!
My thumb is happy tonight.
I feel like these next few weeks are crammed with the last of summers festivities. It’s September- summer is coming to a close- the morning temperatures around here don’t feel too summer-ish anymore. So yes, there are still camping trips and outdoor parties to plan and get ready for. I’m excited.
Excited to pack up my tent and sleeping bag. I do like camping. Especially camping breakfast. That might just be my favourite part. Boiled Potatoes, scrambled eggs, bacon… all of which are fried in bacon grease. And coffee. In the early morning when you climb out of your warm sleeping bag to find that the campfire is just being built and the expected warmth is still non-existent – the smell of coffee is like heaven.
I’m excited to have a few more bonfires in the back yard, bake a few more summer pies, finish a few more summer projects. I think I will like September. Even if it feels crammed full of other things to get done on top of the everyday.
Today has felt productive. I canned green beans from our garden, started a pot of soup simmering for dinner, and I just pulled these baguettes out of the oven.
I want to break one open and eat it while it’s warm. Self control. I really should wait until dinner. [See, I’m already getting in the mood for fall. Soup and bread for dinner tonight!] These baguettes make me think of the time Bell came to visit. That was almost a year ago now. We made these baguettes together then. They’ve turned out amazing every time I’ve made them. But everything always taste just that much better when you get to enjoy them with a friend.
Missing you mon bell.
I treated myself to Sunday breakfast. Out. At a restaurant. Yes. I woke up, took a shower, got all dressed up, drove myself to The Grange Cafe, walked in and asked for a table. For One.
(and tried to inconspicuously take this picture when nobody was looking.)
These griddlecakes are the best I’ve ever tasted. With vanilla butter and pure maple syrup? How could you go wrong.
Sitting in a restaurant all alone- was worth it.
I went hiking yesterday.
Wish I liked hiking more than I do.
I tend to be grumpy on the hike up.
The view from Mount Pilchuck was brilliant [as always], I had dark chocolate, and I got to sit on my rock- all in all it was rather nice.
Last week we had a formal-ish dinner party. Our guests of honor were Per Steinar and his wife Randi, who were here visiting from Norway. It was amazing meeting relatives from another part of the world. I’m so glad I was able to meet them this summer. We shared old family pictures and stories, and it was a wonderful chance to bring a bunch of the branches of our family tree together.
I enjoyed this summer dinner party so much. Everything about it made me smile. The hanging lights, the boys in ties, the laughter and chatter of the guests, the table settings, trying to get each course plated and out in a timely fashion- It was all fun.
The boys did an amazing job serving the courses and beverages. And they all looked so sharp and handsome.
A choice of sparkling lemonade or sparkling raspberry lemonade.
Baby greens topped with balsamic vinaigrette, fresh raspberries, and toasted pumpkin seeds.
Steamed green beans served alongside Chicken Waikiki and rice.
For dessert- Dark chocolate molten lava cake with a dollop of whipped cream, garnished with a mint leaf.
Thankfully there was plenty of food so all the kitchen help and servers got a taste of ‘dinner’ between plating and serving courses.
And we were able to play some cards on the deck ‘after hours.’
I greatly enjoyed the hanging lights and candles that were scattered all along the edges of the deck.
I wish we could have dinner parties every summer weekend. It was that gorgeous.
Many thanks to Chelsea and Stephanie for all their help in the kitchen! Thank you Michael, Micah, and James for the wonderful job you did serving!
I have leftover heavy whipping cream to use up. I think I should have people over and feed them something with whipping cream in it.