Thursday, March 17, 2011

St Patrick's Boiled Dinner

I made it yesterday with all of this lovely Veg.  Cabbage, carrots, red potatoes and turnip.  It's all gone.  We ate every bit of it alongside the corned eye of round which was surprisingly tender.  Of course, G didn't think it was "fatty" enough for his taste.  Today is one of those days when I wonder why G and I are married.  It's like the couple who lived in the pumpkin.

I was dressed completely wrong for work today.  The sun was strong and the greenhouse vents were closed and geez was it ever hot in there!!!  I spent the first few hours watering a bunch of wilting plants in a dark long sleeved tee layered with a short sleeved company tee, corduroy pants and wool socks.  It had to be over 80.

I also had to repot and refurbish a very old, overwatered cactus.  I have cactus needle sores in my fingers and they hurt.  I think the needles have some sort of chemical that "hurts" and probably keeps predators away.  I had the bulk of the plant wrapped in a collar of newspaper but the nasty spines still found their way into my thumb.

The New York Times. com is not going to be free anymore (after you view 20 items per month).  I view lots of things and read some.  Now I will have to be more "discriminating" in what I think I might want to read.  I have been reading quite a lot about Japan.  It's like watching a horrible accident in slow motion.  The Russians dug tunnels under Chernobyl, filled the reactor with incredible amounts of concrete and even had volunteers dive into the radioactive pools to open valves that were stuck.  The Japanese are spraying the reactors with fire engine hoses.  Why can't someone (be allowed) in to help them?

The US has spy drones and satellite coverage of what is (or isn't) covered with water.  That's one thing I am certain of: the spying capabilities of the US government.  It would be nice if GE stepped up with a few helpful hints.  Just my thoughts on the subject.

3 comments:

  1. I think you mixed up your nursery rhymes. Jack Sprat was the one who could eat no fat and his wife could eat no lean. Peter, Peter, Pumkin Eater and his wife lived in the pumpkin shell.

    My husband frequently tells me I am a wealth of useless information so I thought I would share some of it with you! :-)

    Your dinner looks delicious! And I'm with you regarding the fat on the corned beef! Get rid of it!

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  2. Ray and I went to an Irish pub/restaurant in our old neighborhood for corned beef, cabbage and potatoes. They served us huge slabs of beef. Ray's had a thin, little edging of fat along one side, mine was nearly half fat, which I cut off and left in a big greasy pile on my plate. Everything was delicious, but I was put off by all that fat! Wish I could have traded with your husband.

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  3. My sister lived in Phoenix for a few years. She said that if you run your fingers/hand through your hair after handling a cactus, it will pull all the little spines and cactus hair out of your skin.

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