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My main goal in visiting the Omaha Farmers Market today was to scout out berries--blackberries or raspberries. Susie is coming to visit next week and she wants a birthday pie instead of a cake. This is all good, but I admit to being spoiled by Oregon berries, particularly the tangle of marionberries and raspberries in my parents' backyard. None of those refrigerated California berries can compare. Blackberries and raspberries ARE grown in Nebraska; I think it's just too early in the season. Spring and summer gets to the middle of the country a little slower than other places, such as Texas, which has had huge-ass onions for months now (see my SA market visit here) while the Nebraska onions are still quite small.
Anyway, I came home without berries but with a ton (well, several pounds) of locally-raised pork products that (as I just discovered) come from a farm two minutes up the road. Their farm store is open on weekends, so I don't have to drive all the way downtown! I am most excited about the bacon and breakfast links.
Yes, meat IS exciting.
I should have bought a mint plant. Next weekend--
Delay With Your Shipments
Dear Sarah,
Due to the recent flooding in Cedar Rapids and adjoining areas, we are temporarily shipping your DVDs from Kansas City. This change means that your DVDs might take an extra day to arrive. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.
That's not a notice you get every day.
Today I bought a microwave and hung two pictures on the wall. Tomorrow I hope to repot plants, including the tomato, oregano and basil (Thai and Sweet) I purchased at the Omaha Farmers Market on Saturday. Also came home with green leaf lettuce, three organic beefsteak tomatoes and this lovely loaf of bread:
None of the onions there compared to Texas onions--I'm guessing the longer growing season down there means they get mature onions sooner. Also disappointed to see no potatoes. Maybe next time!
Now to figure out what I'm going to do with the container of juniper berries I bought at the Penzeys shop last week.
I'm tired.
Here's to taking things one at a time--one box at a time. One tornado warning at a time. One sliced finger at a time. (NOTE: the bottom of a refrigerator has sharp places that eat fingers. I'm still pretty sure not getting stitches was the right choice.)
Keaton's largest concerns are tracking patches of sun and glaring at me for lowering the blinds.
Augh!
I am so sick of moving and packing and loading. Time to get going already!
Bruce has to run on base and pick up his dental records. Then we stuff all the last minute items into the cars, give the house one more run-through and we are on the way to Nebraska.
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