The photo-shoot subject for today, 03 February 2013, is:
My Books that live on the 1st Floor Level Only
(Future photo-shoots will be devoted to books stored on the other two floor levels here, in the basement and upstairs, but I thought this was plenty for one day’s shoot.)
As always, click on photos for larger versions.
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And then there was the small event of the burnt toast. Paul came out to show me what he’d done, and at first I thought I’d screwed up his latest loaf of bread in the breadmachine, but apparently he said that he’d sliced it too thin and then left it in the toaster oven a little too long and it got a little singed in there… so he had to cut out the burnt portion, thus…
You might also notice there is another classic movie on TV this morning in the form of A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE with Marlon Brando and the fabulous Vivien Leigh.
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It’s Sunday, and it’s SuperBowl Sunday, to boot. I was never a football fan, and I don’t claim to be one now, however, for some unknown reason, the last few weeks I have been irresistably drawn to watching a few football games, namely the New England Patriots, but since they didn’t make it this year to the final TWO, the Big Kahuna of all Football Games, I plan to at least watch some of the big event tonight, starting at around 6:30 p.m. EST. Also we’ve got another episode of Downton Abbey to catch at 9 o’clock, and in between we’ll put in one of our British DVDs which we must watch or we’ll turn into pumpkins.
I made Cream of Potato soup last night for supper. I debated about whether or not I should do a recipe blog entry with that recipe or not. I will if you want it. It came out really good. It wasn’t just your average potato soup, either, in fact, after much debate whilst eating it last night, Paul and I came to the conclusion that “soup” was not really the right word for this dish, it was more like a potato chowder or, as he offered, a “gruel” but he said that was not meant an offensive name but I didn’t agree. I always think of “gruel” as being made of some grain foods, not vegetables, but maybe more investigation on this point is needed. Another day for the recipe I think.
Bex & Books & Dogs & Holy Toast… Amen.
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“The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog…
He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world…
When all other friends desert, he remains.”
~ George V. Vest ~