Strawberry Season

I haven't been around here much lately.  Yeah, see, I've been busy feeling sorry for myself in the "oh, my husband works so many hours and hogs the computer, and I can't blog from my work computer, and anyways I'm busy doing laundry all the time" sort of way.

But then that pesky husband of mine did something incredibly sneaky. He bought me a tablet computer. And now I don't have anything to complain about, which is a pity since we all know that is my favorite pasttime.

So I had to haul myself into the kitchen and occupy myself otherwise.

This is why I don't like meat

Last week, my husband asked me to buy meat at the store for shabbat.

I got to the store, and found myself staring at mounds of red, packaged things. They all looked the same to me. I tried calling for backup, but alas, there was no answer.

So, for what can only be described as I-must-have-been-out-of-my-bleeping-mind, I bought the one thing that wasn't like the others.

Yes. Tongue. Beef tongue, to be exact. The food that tastes you back.

Having already bought the darn thing, and not being willing to turn around and go stare at more cuts of meat, I figured I better cook it:

Country Living

So, you want to know what it's actually like where I live?

There are about 200 people who live in our town. Most of them live on 10 acre plots, a lot of which are used for farming. There are a lot of tractors wandering around here- in fact there is a guy who picks his daughter up from the kindergarten every day in a tractor.

Today when I went out to take some pictures of the area, I got stuck behind a tractor trying to pass a horse. Umm.... I'm not even sure what to say about that.

Yesterday we went and picked kumquats, lemons, palmellos, and oranges from our neighbor's yard. Today he's invited us to go strawberry picking in the neighboring arab village. Life here is weird, but it sure is filled with tasty things!

Slipper Overload

I need to stop! I am ignoring my kids, my work, my house.... because I am obsessed with the fact that my sewing machine works and keeps churning out cute stuff. Help! 

At least these were a huge pain to make. Maybe that will keep me from making more....

Orange Pecan Bread

Today's blog post is an exercise in multitasking. I have a baby on my lap, and in a few minutes I need to get my son from gan (kindergarten). And I absolutely must pick some clementines somewhere in this mess. The citrus trees here are overflowing with the sweet, juicy fruit.

The other day, while waiting for the car to be returned and having no baking supplies, the kids and I went out in the yard and picked some fruit. It was great fun letting the kids chase each other in the trees. Short Stuff went toddling through the lemon orchard squealing with joy every time he saw a fallen lemon.