Oh yeah. You.

After all this blog fussing, I forgot all about it for several days. It's due to my massive career existential crisis. Also a lot of socializing (hooray for my brilliant friend Ryan's band). Which means I'm too lazy to post photos, and I did all my cooking Monday. I think. I don't really remember this week.

- Barely touched the novel, but did haul out a personal essay I shelved months and months ago.

- Emailed thirty people regarding the career existential crisis. Arr.

- Knit the endlessly-long-but-still-not-long-enough APT Part 1. Hmph. I'm blowing through that two-week completion deadline like a disco baby does coke. As soon as I finish part 1 and cast on for part 2, I'm starting a new front-burner project. My patience runs short.

- Glorious food: Stayed home Monday and made lentil/kale soup with the broth from parboiling the au(tumn) gratin vegetables. That evening, laid waste to some of my endless bell peppers --> sausage and peppers. A little too sweet with my farm share's red onions, but you can't go far wrong with sausage and peppers. And Tuesday (I think) I baked blondies in my second-best pan, just because.

Since then, leftovers. I won't even mention the magnitude of this past farm share pickup, because on top of the typical eggs, cheese, yogurt, chocolate chips, yeast, and thrown-together salad dressing, my fridge currently holds:

- red onions
- bell peppers
- hot peppers
- lettuce
- delicata squash (3)
- parsley
- dill
- a few potatoes
- one doubled sweet potato
- a half bushel apples
- spinach
- radicchio
- two 20" brussels sprouts stalks
- half a cabbage
- half a large celeriac
- rutabagas (3)
- kale

That might be it? Most keeps well. Fortunate, because: Rhinebeck.