For Another Day…
I was going to write a post telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth about my silly little garden and all of it’s woes and calamities. But to be honest–I’m just so happy to have these pretty little Sun Sugar tomatoes fresh from…well…what’s left of my garden, that I haven’t got a whiney thought left in me.
Instead, I have a whole bucket full of goodness to gobble up and it’s a scrumptious distraction.
I’ll tell you about the other stuff…later.
If I remember.
Summer Grass
Waffle Love
Sooooo….we have a new friend, Lyndi, Miss Chompy and I…
and it comes in a great big, adorable truck…
with a very clever fellow inside named Adam. You wanna know just how clever Adam is?
This my friends, is how clever. Peaches and Cream Belgian Waffles, made fresh while you wait. And you must trust me when I say that these are the very best Belgian Waffles we’ve ever tasted…ever.
We found him just the other day at the Riverwoods Farmer’s Market in Provo and…well…
we haven’t been the same since. And it’s not just Peaches and Cream either. This guy has all kinds of fruits and berries and even…brace yourself…Nutella. No, I’m not kidding.
In fact, we came home and looked them up on Facebook and discovered that we could find out where the Waffle-Love folks were going to be the next day…and every day of the week for that matter. Why…just think of the possibilities!!
One day the Waffle-Love truck will be at the Farmer’s Market, the next day they may be in the canyon at Vivian Park and the next day they’ll be hanging out serving breakfast at Bradbury Apartments in Provo. You just have to check their site and you could become a Waffle Stalker…
just…
like…
us.
Lyndi says she’ll make T-shirts…
Dude. We are in so much trouble.
The Farmer’s Market~ Gardner Villiage
Ooooh–it’s that Farmer’s Market time of year again! If you know us, even a teensy bit, you know that we adore scoping out all the great local vendors every summer. Only problem is that we have so many to choose from!
There are a few close to home, some down a bit more south of us, and a couple to the north. We picked the Gardner Village in Salt Lake City this time. Pretty fun to have the booths, the vendors, the food, and all these critters right outside the pretty village shops.
When it got too hot, and it was really hot, we could duck into the shade of the store front or step into the air conditioned shop itself. I had a clever idea to buy the shave ice from one booth and pour pure carrot juice from another over it–instead of the sugar syrup, and believe it or not, it was fabulous! Magoo agreed with me.
While the kids went roaming around, I sat with Magoo listening to this guitar man playing old Kenny Rogers tunes with a touch of Eagles thrown in here and there. I had to wonder if these youngsters had ever even heard the songs before. Some of them were from my high school days–a million years ago. It was a soothing little time warp, I’ll tell you.
Mr. Beck got himself quite a ride on a feisty little pony…
while Miss Chompy found a fluttering butterfly in a jar.
April got a lovely henna tattoo–that will wash off in a couple of weeks…
while the kids got face paint that will wash off pretty much when they get back home. Heh, heh.
Oh, and did I mention the fruit? A huge box of peaches followed us home, along with some glorious cinnamon bread, squeaky cheese, honey, some colored rocks, a butterfly in a jar and a homemade bar of Grapefruit soap. I have to say– this was so completely and perfectly…
my kind of day.
