I'll never go hungry again...as long as I'm not responsible for growing all our food

That carrot, pretty and fresh as it appeared, was bitter as get out. I had to spit out my bite. So sad! Maybe it is too young? I doubt it. Farming is HARD! I gotta tell you that when I go to the farmers market now, I do not blink an eye at their prices. Good grief, farming takes a lot of knowledge and a lot of work. Go farmers. At least my potatoes and tomatoes have been wonderful. I am committing to backing away from the gardening efforts until I really have time to commit to learning and tending. You saw it here first, peeps. We just returned from the Natural History Museum where the kids loved the Insect Zoo, thought the Hope Diamond's legend was great but that it itself is totally underwhelming (I concur) and were mesmerized by the skeletons and bones. Then they wanted breakfast for dinner and now are boob-tubing it for a bit.

Now I'm burning eggplant, tending my new batch of ricotta (that resolve really lasted a long time, right) and getting geared up for bathtime. Will figure out dinner in a bit.

My little J-bird

A rare moment of non-police-gear-wearing. Such a honey-pie.

Good snack, brainstorm for side dish, 5 yr old tantrum with a kick

OK, thank god I finished off the fresh ricotta. It is so good but clearly not low-fat in any way (4 c whole milk + 1 c heavy cream) so I probably shouldn't eat tons every day, but alas. Great, filling snack! Today I drizzled peppery olive oil and sliced tomatoes atop. Aah. I found the idea of potatoes solo kinda boring so started noodling- what did I already have, what might be summery and flavorful when combined? What about steamed potatoes, chilled and then cubed, gently mixed with cubed avocado and tomatoes, formed into a timbale shape and dressed with a lemon-basil vinaigrette? I think this might be quite tasty so just steamed the potatoes and am chilling them.

Picture this: Jack is in navy dress pants, a long-sleeved blue button-down, black belt, black socks, black boots (read: formal police attire) and a mustache I drew on with eyeliner. He just had the biggest meltdown you can have in the span of 3 minutes (because I said no to a 3rd Inspector Gadget), but with all that get-up on I just could NOT take him seriously. You know?