tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603811141364645980.post270840798561730526..comments2023-04-02T04:05:15.301-04:00Comments on No pickles, please: Strawberry delight.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15960893976166845202noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603811141364645980.post-32320280040613519632008-06-05T12:40:00.000-04:002008-06-05T12:40:00.000-04:00There's only one thing worse than a cat sneaking i...There's only one thing worse than a cat sneaking into your room and sucking out your breath, and that's when an unscrupulous pea comes rolling in surreptitiously and sneaks its way into your mouth. Many are the the nights that I've woken up screaming, spitting intruder peas up into the bedroom sky where they've hit my rapidly rotating ceiling fan blades and then gone ricocheting off the unfeeling bedroom walls. <BR/><BR/>It's hard to imagine the horror of this scenarios unless you've been there, and I hope for your sake that you haven't. Sleep with a pea-guard mouth insert. Available now wherever fine pea gear is sold.Jack Francishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10322487087316373100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603811141364645980.post-67441391668059450142008-06-05T11:33:00.000-04:002008-06-05T11:33:00.000-04:00awww. Such an inspiring post, it almost makes me t...awww. Such an inspiring post, it almost makes me tear up a little. :'-) And I shared your hate of peas.....until I met the sugar snap variety. Peas in a can = GROSS. Peas growing on a vine in my garden eaten fresh? Pure Delish. I'm so glad we each found this love of local and organic, and can share it during our weekly market dates. Just wait until there's actually tons of produce. Then our blogs will be bursting at the seams with photo's and recipes of goodness!Lady Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06898933808709805478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603811141364645980.post-42658443176172436452008-06-05T00:57:00.000-04:002008-06-05T00:57:00.000-04:00How about I hire you to come cook dinner for me ev...How about I hire you to come cook dinner for me every night? Puh-leeese? Otherwise I'm forever doomed to a world of tasteless frozen burritos. You and Brad can adopt me...Birgit Church...it has a nice ring to it.<BR/><BR/>And that skillet lasagna a blog down looks divine! Yummy! I HATE cooking, but that's a recipe I might actually try.Birgles McGeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10347063546137026430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603811141364645980.post-82020407949617329952008-06-05T00:45:00.000-04:002008-06-05T00:45:00.000-04:00Oh, this made my night. Even though it's super lat...Oh, this made my night. Even though it's super late and I should be in bed for my 6am wake up instead of reading this. Still haven't gotten my hands on any local produce, so I'm jealous. But this week. It's been on my mind a lot. And to Brad's belly, you're welcome. ;) And sooo glad you like pizza now. So perplexing. haha.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12005975478277838971noreply@blogger.com