Pucci killed one of the chicks last night - I was burning scrap wood in the burn barrel, so I cremated the little peep. They are still small enough to squeeze through the fence, and she got to it - in a week or two they'll be too big to go through, and safer for it. Pucci was just being a dog.
I bought this 1973 book at a thrift shop this week - check out the graphics, especially the mini people perched atop gigantic fruits and vegetables
Author and apparent health food "guru" Lynn Skreczko has a lot to say, and looks an awful lot like how I picture Sammy Hagar looking in his high school senior picture. The book is actually great - lots of raw food wisdom and quotes like this:
"Food is life; life is food. As you become more sensitive to food and your relationship to everything that's around you, something wonderful happens. You become a very special person. Your peace shows; you love shows."
This is my favorite way to cook green beans. It's super easy:
Saute a few chopped cloves of garlic in a few glugs of olive oil
Add a small can of anchovies with their oil (trust me on this.) Cook all together until the anchovies break up and become a paste
Add 3 or 4 cups of canned crushed tomatoes, chopped fresh tomatoes, tomato sauce, whatever you have
Add 1-1½ lbs of green beans and cook with the lid on medium-low heat. If they get a little dry, add some water. They are absolutely delicious and don't worry, the anchovies become a salty, rich flavor that isn't fishy whatsoever - I served mine with some cod fish on top.
So the little peep that I helped hatch last night was alive this morning, cheeping and alert so I left for work, only to come home and find her close to death. Her siblings were out in the hen yard with Buffy, but she was inside, alone, face down in the bedding. I picked her up, warmed her up and got her to drink some water, which seemed to revive her. I brought her in the house and will nurse her myself, under the heat lamp, with hand feeding. I've been checking her body temperature with my digital cheese thermometer. Poor little thing - send some good healing thoughts her way.
Today the chick count is at 9! They are a variety of breeds and colors - they remind me of my own hens when they were babies. They follow Buffy around the hen house and yard and are insanely cute.
I found a partially hatched chick in the trough where Buffy had moved the chicks for a few days. She was half hatched but all alone in the trough, so I pulled the rest of the shell off of her and she was alive, breathing and moving, so I put her underneath Buffy with the others - if she makes it through the night I think she'll be alright.
Buffy is like an umbrella - all the chicks crawl underneath her and you can't see them at all.
My Hungarian immigrant Grandfather Mike Kurta Sr. built Vinsetta Garage in 1919. My Dad and his siblings were raised in an apartment in the back of the building, and many members of my family and I worked there throughout the years. My Dad ran it until selling the business in the 1990s. Our family is delighted at this good news!
"The vintage Vinsetta Garage on Woodward Avenue in Berkley will be reborn next spring as a restaurant serving "great, big, comfort food," says Clarkston restaurateur and co-owner Curt Catallo. But admirers of the old garage, built in 1919, should have no fear that its historic look will be lost. The outside won't be changed, other than possibly stripping the paint off the bricks, and the "raw industrial vibe" of the interior will be scrupulously preserved, says Catallo, whose wife, Ann Stevenson, is designing the project."
I traveled on The SS Badger, the historic coal burning ferry that connects Ludington, Michigan and Manitowoc, Wisconsin. The ship was built in 1953 and is an enormous, vintage beauty. It's a 4 hour, 60 mile trip across the lake.
People sleeping on loungers - there is a lot ot do on board: they have bars, a movie theater, gift shop, lots of food and Badger Bingo.
This is the largest crane in the world - built in Manitowoc
I visited the Maritime Muesum and toured the World War II submarine
SS Cobia (on the right) It was so fascinating - if you ever have a chance to tour a WW2 sub, I recommend it.
Dinner at Baumgartners in Monroe - limburger cheese sandwiches!
I came home with lots of cheese from one of my favorite cheese shops - Brennan's in Monroe.
My Dad made me a berry picking belt, fashioned from an ice cream container and adjustable belt fastened with screws. He said my Grandpa, master farmer Mike Kurta Sr., used to use one like this to pick berries, so that both your hands can be free to work.
I used it this afternoon to gather these - the blackberries in the woods are just starting to ripen
And who wants gummy bears when you can have Haribo gummy berries - they look so authentic
1 can white beans (cannelini, great northern, any white bean)
a few cloves garlic, chopped up
broth or stock - any kind
Saute the garlic in a few glugs of olive oil - add coarsely chopped greens, some broth, put the lid on and steam the greens until tender. Add the beans and season with salt + pepper. Serve with red pepper flakes and Parmesan cheese, like pasta. Have a glass of red wine - so easy, good for you and delicious.
I was out in the garden this morning and saw the fox at the edge of the woods - Pucci chased her off. I hadn't seen the fox for months, but will not be putting the chickens or Bunny Lee outdoors for a while.