And I’m tired and my feet hurt. But we had a wonderful visit to Garvan Woodland Gardens, after a good breakfast at the English Muffin, a stop by the library, a trip to Kroger because I forgot red cabbage yesterday, and coming back home to put a roast in the oven. That’s how you deal with heat in the house for braising; leave.
And come home to this:
I am just pretty anxious to tear into this.
So the roast is done, the potatos are roasting (in olive oil, salt and rosemary), and the red cabbage is bubbling merrily along atop the stove. This is from the Nigella Lawson How To Eat cookbook, and sounded pretty wonderful. And I felt German. The roast is only quasi-German; I did a riff on my beer braise for brisket, and added caraway seed, juniper berries, cloves and allspice.
But Garvan Woodland Gardens, hereinafter referred to as GWG, is a way cool place. I think I’ll make my inaugural post to Flickr to put them all up; here’s one that I thought was particularly lovely:
Nothing wrong with improving a little on Nature. Particularly when you leave it as natural-looking as this.
What I love about this place is that, with a few exceptions, it looks almost like it was natural, or could have been natural. There are some areas with pretty sculptured plantings, and stuff you generally don’t find in the woods, but for the most part, they’ve taken what was there and tweaked a little here and there.
We took Lucy Lu. She is a pooped little puppy at this moment, but she made the whole three-mile walk with us with the exception of a couple of times we had to carry her up or down some steps. That’s a long way on little short puppy legs.
And, because you have not yet had your quota of cute for the day, here’s the little critter herownself:
Queen of the Hill, we are!
She was a trooper. Got to give it to her. And she wasn’t cowed by the big Golden Retriever, or the Boston Terrier, or the spaniel of some description that she met en route. Well, the Golden was a little intimidating, as it was some 15 times bigger than her.
So with that, I’m going to tend to the stove, munch myself some smoked salmon spread (cream cheese, plain yogurt, dill and chives), pour myself a glass of wine and get ready to feed this appetite I’ve worked up. You and y’mama ‘n ‘em be careful out there.
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