Friendsgiving part 2

I could get used to meals like this but my jeans are telling me it's a bad idea.  Tonight we shared another meal (and many laughs) with the same two families we feasted with on Thanksgiving.  We've never cooked a goat in our wood fired oven but Omar showed us it was something we should attempt again.  It was quite an event.

Omar showed up around 10AM to cut the meat into reasonable sizes to fit in pans and into the oven.  He researched it online and came up with a rub and a plan.

James was his helper.  I stayed out of it for the most part.  You know what they say about too many cooks in the kitchen.  This cook always has too many opinions so I knew I should keep out of it.

It took longer to cook than expected so when our other new friends arrived they helped by offering their expert advice and got their hands greasy.  The women very happily let the men have control.  I like this picture of 4 men watching the meat go back in the oven.

I'm glad it took a while for the dinner to cook because it gave us all more time to be together.  As you can see, there's more food on this table than this number of people could eat.

We're already making plans for our next gathering.  There will always be food involved with this group, I feel pretty sure of this. 

My big fat Greek Thanksgiving

And I mean FAT.  I don't think I've ever seen so much food served at a Thanksgiving meal as I did today.  Two days ago we got an invitation to join some friends of ours at a friend of theirs.  It seemed a bit odd go to some strangers' house for a holiday dinner when we didn't even know their last name.  I asked our friend, Omar, if it was really ok for us to show up and he assured me that this is common practice for other cultures to invite a bunch of people, i.e., friends of friends.  Omar is from Honduras.

The hosts were Greek and excellent cooks.  They own a restaurant so I don't know why I'd expect anything less.  I wish I took pictures of our appetizers because it was a meal in itself.  I had to pace myself eating the delicious lamb chops even though I could have eaten many more.  I bet there were 50 lamb chops on the platter.

When we moved indoors there was a feast waiting for us.  I was already full and then I saw this.

You can't see it all in this picture.  Turkey, more lamb, rice, pasta, potatoes, green beans, brussels sprouts, sweet potatoes,  well, you get it.  All the while there was plenty of wine being passed around and the hostess kept asking why we weren't eating or drinking more.  It was hard to say no.

I'm beginning to think they didn't want us to leave unless we rolled out their door instead of walking. At least 6 desserts were served, a few I'd never heard of.

James and Adam are going to be very disappointed in my traditional American Thanksgiving meal next year if we eat at home.  I may have to learn some Greek recipes and invite friends of friends to our house.  I can't imagine cooking that much food though.  I have a heating pad on my stomach now.

Happy Thanksgiving

Stevie

I had an experience last week I don't think I'll have again.  My friend Lornie and I went to see Stevie Wonder in concert. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing.  I didn't even know I wanted to see Stevie Wonder in concert, but what the hey, I was game.  I had no idea what was in store for me.  Where do I begin?  The talent on stage was incredible.  Not only were we entertained by the genius named Stevie Wonder, but all the folks behind him, at least 30 or more performers, put on a show that I doubt could be matched. Just when we thought we'd heard the most amazing voice or musician, one of his background singers or other talent outshone the last.

I'm embarrassed to say I thought Stevie was in his late 70s, only to find he's just 65 years old.  The reason I thought this is probably because he's been performing since he was signed with Motown when he was 11 years old.  He's been in the public eye for most of his life.  There's so much I want to say about what I learned about him that night but instead I'll just share a few videos of him performing.  He's all about peace, love and understanding.  That was the theme of the concert.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKlJJlDEs5g
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqlVGjMTLfM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUd2kSvDrek
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZhzYVzM4RM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aPKmJuekmFE
I so wish I had a video of him playing harmonica because that was one of my favorite parts of his performance.  The concert began at 8:00 (we were 35 minutes late because of the heavy concert traffic) and didn't end till 12:20. I didn't get to bed till after 2 AM but it was well worth it.   

The internet and DIY projects

I spend lots of time doing searches on the internet for, oh gosh, so many things.  From home improvement, soap making, animal ailments, recipes, crafts, travel destinations, to do-it-yourself ideas.  I have come to love Pinterest and Houzz.com and of course YouTube, especially since we're getting ready to add on to our house.  I'm getting lots of ideas.  Probably so many I'm going to drive our builder nuts.  Last week we went to look at some reclaimed barn wood for flooring at Appalachian Woods in nearby Stuarts Draft.  We've bought flooring and old beams from them in the past and have been really happy with it.  While we were there the salesman said, "your kitchen floor is on our website".  One of the salesman even has the picture on his business card.  We thought that was kind of cool.

Today I was doing a search for reclaimed barn wood flooring to help me decide what widths we might want.  I like seeing what other people have done with their house.  On the first search page of pinterest under that search our kitchen floor appeared.
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/191684527859710670/
It took a moment for me to recognize it was our house.  I don't know why this continues to amuse me but it does.  I'll do a search for something and stumble upon my own blog or pictures from my blog.  I've been blogging for 6 1/2 years - 853 posts so there's a good chance Google will direct me to my own stuff since I find me so interesting :)

Today I'm making monterey jack cheese.  Those of you who make hard cheeses know it takes a long time to make but there's quite a bit of down time while waiting for cultures and rennet to do their jobs.  It's a very good excuse for me to waste time on my computer.  Stir curds, Google concrete sinks, stir curds some more, Google countertops.  Here's a concrete sink I'd like to make for our new bathroom.  Maybe not exactly this but something more free form than a typical sink.

I'm preparing now (lots of hours on Youtube) to rebuild a new concrete kitchen countertop with an integrated sink.  I made our countertops more than 10 years ago and they've been great but I know I can do a better job this time.  Also, after a year or so my kitchen sink got cracked and my countertop was built specifically for this sink.  It's not as easy as just installing a new one.  I think the original sink cost $800.00 and it now has risen to almost $1,700.00. I refuse to pay that for something that cracks so easily.  I tried tiling the bottom and sides of the sink but the grout is always dirty and tiles are constantly falling out.  I'm ready for something new and excited about working with concrete again.  Here are my concrete projects to date.  Remember this was 10+ years ago and my first attempts.

I think this round table was my next experiment.

Then our kitchen countertops.  Note, the cracked sink.

Lastly was our outdoor kitchen countertop and shelves around the pizza oven and bbq.

Looking at that last picture I see another project.  We're rebuilding the pergola.  We're just waiting for the cedar to dry before replacing the above 2X6s.  It smells heavenly just outside our back door.  Mmmmm, cedar.  Can you smell it?

One more thing about concrete.  Yesterday I helped with a really cool concrete bar.  My friends Jane and Shep Rouse own Rockbridge Vineyard.  They've added on a larger tasting room  The cool thing about the space is they've taken down the old silo to bar height and put a round countertop on it.  I was so excited to play a very little part in it.

Here's Jane vibrating the bubbles out of the concrete using an old sawzall without the blade.  I can't wait to see it when it's done.

My cheese is almost ready for the press and I'm about to write up my list of things to buy at Lowes so I can get my hands dirty.  I can't wait.  Oh my, where has the day gone?

Pests

For months now something has been digging tunnels inside my milking barn.  The critters were leaving big holes everywhere with big piles of dirt beside them.  They've dug a tunnel so deep under the spot I sit when I milk that I've had to fill it with 2X6's.

I've seen mice in the barn but never anything bigger.  It wasn't until a few weeks ago when something ate its way through Rubbermaid feed bins that I decided I needed to put a stop to the destruction once and for all.  I built a trap out of a 5 gallon bucket with a soda bottle covered with peanut butter.  The idea was for the pest to climb onto the bottle to get the peanut butter and fall into the bucket of water when the bottle spun.  The first morning when I checked the trap I saw whatever it was had licked all the peanut butter off the bottle without ever having stepped on it.  I figured it must be pretty big.

Next I set up a trail cam to see if I could get some pictures of it.  I also set a regular spring loaded rat trap.  The next morning I found a very large rat in the trap (not the bucket) and when I looked at the pictures on the trail cam I saw the dead rat in the trap and another large rat walking nearby.  I've now caught 3 rats in the spring traps and none in the bucket.  I wonder how many more I'll catch.  It's disgusting.  When the goats walk in to be milked they seem a bit leery and look around the space.  I'm sure they've seen the rats.  Not only did the rats do lots of damage but Keri goes nuts digging for them and leaves even bigger holes.

Some other pests are of my own making.  We have about 24 chickens who follow us everywhere we go looking for handouts.  I had to stop feeding Bug (our cat) on the patio because the chickens were eating her food.  They poop all over the patio and when it rains they sit on the steps by the back door.
One day I heard soft knocking on the door and when to see if someone was here only to find a chicken pecking the door.  I'm sure she was asking to come in out of the rain.

If we don't close the door tight they walk right in the house.  Yogi and the chicken were both curious about the other.  It was actually quite cute.

Also cute is the way my animals share food and milk.

 Notice the one spotted "goat".

Olga's makeover

Several years ago I gave Olga to James for Christmas.  She's been watching over his gardens for a long time and the stress of it has weathered her, poor girl.

 So sad.

Well, today she got a makeover and she's holding her head much higher because of it.

She wasn't comfortable with the blond wig because she remembered what rain did to her brown one so we came up with a better idea.

Olga is looking so fierce, no one will mess with James' garden now.