DADDY'S NEWEST BABY

Just arrived yesterday.

Fresh from the oven.

A fresh baked loaf of Apple Cinnamon Quick Bread.

The Halloween decorations are already in the stores so I thought I'd better get busy on Fall baking.

Can you see those chunky apples in there?

Can you taste them?

Well, sorry about that.

They taste pretty darned good.

Happy Autumn, everybody!

("Humph, who is he kidding? It was still 97 degrees there yesterday!"

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

Yea, verily, there is humor afoot in the land.

And you know what that means.

It. Is. Friday.

Once again.

If you can make any sense out of the first one, you're a better man than I am, Charlie Brown.

Uh-oh, now I've started an earworm.

Do you hear it?

" . . . like we did last summer . . . "

You're welcome.

Now that I've set the tone with that music for your marvelous weekend, the rest is up to you.

But never forget to always keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . uh, oh. . . cheeze it! . . . )

A FEAST AMONG FRIENDS

Gayle, the BAD (Beautiful Artistic Daughter), came over today for a visit with her mother Judy, SWMBO (She Who Must Be Obeyed).

We had a little lunch, prepared by her nibs.

Tuna salad, deviled eggs and tomatoes.

Only the four round red ones at top came from the store.

The rest were homegrown.

Here's another look at some of our yellow pear beauties.

Dessert was a flourless chocolate cake (not shown) made by yours truly.

A perfect meal for an August day when the temperature soared to 97 degrees F/36 C.

(harrumph)

 

"Hey, you woke me up from my nap just to take my picture?

What a jerk!"

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

Ah there you are again.

Waiting under the lantern by the big clock.

You might call it Big Ben.

Or Hickory Dickory Clock.

Oh don't try to make any sense out of what I write here, it's just my idle mind winding up for another weekend.

And what precedes the weekend?

Why the Friday Funnies, of course.

BruceAI:  "That is all.  You may stop laughing now.  The humor is over."

The real Bruce: Okay, friends and neighbors. Glad to have you here at Catalyst's Cavern where the humor never stops.

Now try your bestest to have a fine, funny, fulfilling weekend.

And ignore BruceAI, never forget to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . ohhhhh . . . )

FAILURE AND SUCCESS

I tried a new recipe this morning for a Lemon and Yellow Squash Quick Bread.

It didn't turn out as well as it should have because I made several mistakes.

For one, I didn't squeeze all the moisture out of the grated yellow squash after it had sat in a colander in the sink to drain.

And I may have overmixed the batter.

And I may not have greased the pans enough.

And I mistakenly poured the glaze on the finished bread instead of brushing it on.

So . . . it fell in the centers of both loaves and stuck to the pan where the glaze had leaked through, dried and hardened.

I did realize my mistake with the glaze and got a brush and brushed it around the top of the loaves.

But the damage had been done.

The loaf on the right tore it's bottom side off getting shaken out of the pan.

And there's a darkish center where you can see the glaze ran through.

The other loaf is still resisting its exit from it's pan.

After all of that you might expect that we just chucked both loaves in the bin.

(Have I been reading too many British blogs?)

But no, Gentle Readers.

After trying the damaged loaf on the right and finding it absolutely delicious I suggested we call it spoon bread and just eat it out of the pan.

And we did and it was great.

As Julia Child is alleged to have said, "You're alone in the kitchen and who needs to know!"

KEEPING HER HEAD IN THE GAME

 

Does this cat know her head is upside-down?

Probably, since it's her favorite sleeping pose.

We call her Sweetie-Pie.

When I'm not calling her something else for waking me with her yowls while it's still as dark as her fur.

4 a.m. seems to be when she's ready for her breakfast.

Then while I stagger around trying to get accustomed to being awake at that hour, she goes back to a contented sleep.

Sweetie-Pie indeed!

Bah!