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Carolina Beach

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This weekend Reed and I drove out to Carolina Beach for his department’s retreat. The grad students make presentations in the morning, and then there are free afternoons and usually game nights. We had a good time last year, when it was in September and still warm enough to swim in the ocean. This year it was a little too chilly for that.

We were a little worried about the weekend because it was supposed to rain on Saturday, and it rained most of the way down there. It was SO cold! We both brought a sweater and a jacket! We got there in time for dinner and then played Apples to Apples (of course) and Hearts (fun!) until a ridiculous morning hour.

On Saturday, this is what the beach looked like. So not much adventuring for me while Reed was in the presentations, but we did go to Wilmington for lunch and walk on the riverwalk once the sun came out.

Today, we had plenty of adventures, though! We went to Fort Fisher, only to find that the museum was closed on Sunday, but we walked around the interpretive trail. Fort Fisher was the largest sand fort during the Civil War.

There has been a great deal of erosion since Fort Fisher was built. The fort used to extend out where there is just marsh today.

I liked this picture because of the lines of the sidewalk and the fencing, and since it’s my blog I can post randomness.

Last year, I mentioned how the live oaks at Fort Fisher are beautiful compared to the rest of the over-developed area. You can see the trees here.

After Fort Fisher, we went to lunch and then out to Carolina Beach State Park and hiked to Sugarloaf Dune. It was a beautiful hike, although a little confusing because there is a detour that is not marked on any map–and you probably could ignore it and just tromp down the edge of the river.

We tromped off the trail down to where there was some sand jutting out a little ways into the river. We had to cross a few little streams feeding into the river. A hermit crab was in one of them, and we had fun scaring it. (We are so mean to the wildlife.)

Along the trail, we saw longleaf pines from grass stage to grown trees. Here is a nice group of them.

There were also large groups of lichen on the ground like feral dust bunnies. heehee.

This is from the top of the dune. It isn’t very impressive today, but it has been eroded from people who drove over it in dune buggies and dirt bikes before it was part of the park. The dune was used as a navigational landmark on the Cape Fear River for years.

We didn’t hike the entire trail, just from the marina to the dune and back (and a little backtracking because the trail isn’t marked correctly anymore due to the detour). It was an easy trail, with the hardest part being that the trail is sand so tougher on the feet than a firm surface, and mostly flat except the climb to the top of the dune.

Recently, I’ve been taking all my pictures for my blog with my cell phone, including these. It is very convenient, which almost makes up for the lack of being exactly what I want in all circumstances.

North Carolina State Fair 2008

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It’s that time of year!! The fair opened last week, and Reed took a day off of work so we could go. I had a very productive day, since I took the kitties to the vet, and we went and voted early before we headed out to the fairgrounds.

Last year, we never made it over to the horse arena, so that was our first stop this afternoon. Today it seemed they were focusing on draft horses, which was fun. We saw the end of the English riding - draft horses and the two team pleasure carts. At the end of this event, the ring master mentioned that the evening horse show would include six horse teams! We walked back to the stables, and saw an enormous horse being groomed for the evening event. The woman who was grooming its mane was standing on top of a table in order to reach! It was an enormous Percheron. These two won first place in the pleasure cart event.

We walked back to the main fairgrounds and made our way through the animal exhibits. We saw the animals with their babies. There was a spotted baby donkey that was putting on a show, running around in the pen, snorting and bucking and making everyone laugh at it, especially because it was like a 2 and a half foot tall fuzz ball. This other baby donkey in the pen was its exact opposite. Maybe the spotted baby was an energy vampire!

We also went in the bar exam/cattle showing building, and got to watch the Hereford bull event, from calf to 2 year old. Last year, we didn’t get to see any of the animal judging events, so it was nice to watch these shows.

After cruising through the animal exhibits, we got dinner. I had a country ham biscuit and roasted corn on the cob and Reed had a steak sandwich. Then we headed back to the horse arena.

There were three events in this part of the show: a youth driving event, the 6 horse team, and the 3 horse/unicorn team. It was great! There were four teams in the 6 horse team event. If you’ve never been to an event like this, what happened was that the teams circled the ring at a trot, slowed to a walk and then brought back to a trot (without breaking their gait, which I’m not horsey enough to really know what that means, but I think it means that they don’t come to a stop and then change their gait), then they make a turn across the arena so that they are trotting counter the direction that they were going at first. After that, they line up, and the judge asks each driver to back the team up a few steps.

It was hard to get a picture of them, because I was using my phone and they were moving (obviously). In this one, you can see how the legs of each pair of horses are moving in sync. There were three teams of Percherons and one of Clydesdales.

After that, we watched the stunt show. Or Reed watched it, and I closed my eyes so I didn’t have to watch the motorbike riders die.

Our rule is that we each get to pick a midway ride. I picked the Ferris Wheel, because it is only moderately terrifying. We walked around the midway again, and Reed picked what turned out to be the most terrifying ride I have ever been on, The Zipper. In fact, in the middle of it, he was afraid that they were going to stop it and let me off because I was screaming so much. But then I quit screaming, because I was suddenly aware that I might pass out and decided to focus on just breathing regularly. You should all be pleased to know that I did not pass out or throw up or sob uncontrollably, and by the time we were let off the ride I had stopped shaking enough to walk without any help. Reed had a great time.

We walked through the 4-H exhibits and the needlecrafts/quilting section and then picked up our desserts. Like last year, we spent the last little bit of time browsing the photography section (Yates Mill was a frequent subject) and paintings.

After that, we strolled back to the car at the vet school and drove away while the fireworks went off. We had walked with only short breaks from 3-9:45, and had tons of fun.

The End of Days

For our herb garden, that is. It was in the 30’s last night, and I figured that we might as well use what we had before we forgot and frost sneaked up on us. Tonight, I made pasta with tomato sauce, and Reed went out and cut back all of our herbs. I chopped them up and threw them in the pot–except for the mint, of course. That went in the tea.

Not bad. We both enjoyed having the herbs out back this year. I planted peppermint, Thai basil, chives, Italian parsley, oregano, rosemary, and spearmint. The rosemary and peppermint died early, but everything else has been doing well, despite minimal care from us. The oregano and basil did the best and produced plenty while not being beaten up too much by our negligence.

Next year, I think I will get one more container so that we can have a little bit more room. I’m not sure what we would add, whether it would be a different kind of herb or just a different variety (regular basil and Thai basil, for example).

My very own apple festival

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A few years ago, 007 and I went to an apple festival in North Georgia. It was great, and I gave myself a sugar headache because I had an apple turnover for lunch.

Today, I have had my very own apple festival at home. Like I mentioned yesterday, I bought apple cider and a half a peck of two kinds of apples. One 1/2 peck of Honeycrisp (a sweet variety) and one 1/2 peck of Winesap (a tarter variety). This evening, I made apple bread and a batch of applesauce. And I still have a bag and a half of apples!

I had never made applesauce before, but I looked at a bunch of recipes (including advice from my Aunt S on facebook, because I know she makes applesauce) and decided to give it a shot. I used mostly Winesap, with a couple of Honeycrisps. Mostly, you peel and cut the apples up, add some water (the amount varies in the recipes) and cook until you have applesauce! Then you can adjust the seasoning by adding sugar or lemon juice and spices. It was ultra easy.

I have about six cups of applesauce, which I’ve divided into 3 2-cup measures. We’ll keep one in the fridge for eating and put the other 2 in the freezer. My grandmother always had homemade applesauce in the freezer when I was little, and I LOVED it. Anywho, now we can eat applesauce straight or use it for baking. I didn’t add sugar to most of it, because it seemed sweet enough, and I usually buy unsweetened applesauce anyway. I did add a spoonful of sugar and some allspice to the not to freeze batch and it is de-lish.

The apple bread is going in the freezer as well. I just used two of the Honeycrisps in it. The recipe is for zucchini bread, with a suggestion for an apple substitution. I cut the loaf in half, because we don’t need to eat all of it right now! When it finishes cooling all the way, I will wrap it up.

I don’t know what I will do with the rest of the apples. I may make more applesauce this week, since that was so easy and I actually buy a lot of applesauce for me to eat as a snack. Any suggestions would be great.

P.S. We went to Whole Foods to round out our weekly grocery shopping, and they had about 5 varieties of sweet potatoes. The ones that looked most like the ones I am remembering are called Jewel. We didn’t buy those (of course not) but bought a variety called Japanese which are kind of purple-y looking. Purple is a strange word.

Carrboro Farmer's Market

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This month’s Bon Appetit has an article on America’s Foodiest Small Town–handily enough, it is Durham-Chapel Hill. It features the Carrboro Farmer’s Market and the farmers of the area, and their relationship to the local restaurant scene. There is also a great section of yummy sounding recipes, including an apple cider and rosemary Locopop! Needless to say, I really enjoyed the article. (This month’s Gourmet also has an article about Lantern, a restaurant in Chapel Hill.)

As I’ve mentioned before, I haven’t been to Chapel Hill since I moved up here, much less to Carrboro. It’s too far away (whine)! But I’ve been wanting to go to the Carrboro Farmer’s Market for a while, because I’ve heard so much about it for a long time. This morning, I rolled out of bed early and headed over. It took me about 30 minutes to get there, no thanks to Google Maps.

Carrboro is a small town near Chapel Hill. The farmer’s market is set up on the Town Commons and has a permanent open-air structure for booths, as well as people with pop-up tents around the lawn. It was the first really cool morning I’ve noticed, and I know we’re heading into fall, so I wasn’t expecting overflowing produce. The draw to this market is that it is a grower’s market**, generally, so the people selling are the actual farmers or creators (there was a cheese seller and a woodworker and a herbalist and bakers). All of the food comes from within 50 miles of Carrboro, so it is a local market, and several of the growers are organic or use organic practices without being certified. There were lots of greens–lettuces and salad mixes, mustard greens, collards, turnips, broccoli. The tail end of summer produce was out as well, with tomatoes, squash, and peppers still being available. There is also a variety of locally grown and butchered meat, often grass-finished.

I bought things that tend not to show up as much at the local State Farmer’s Market, so kolhrabi, turnips, delicata squash, an acorn squash, the prettiest bunch of teensy pink radishes, and two lovely heads of broccoli. It was a nice morning trip, and I enjoyed getting to see a bit of the local foodie scene. The farmers were friendly, and it creates a great community draw.

Then, I came back to Raleigh, went to the ATM and headed out to the State Farmer’s Market. I had apples on the brain, which weren’t available in Carrboro. So I picked up a 1/2 gallon of apple cider, two 1/2 pecks of apples (Honeycrisp and Winesap), a beet, some red potatoes, and some peppers.

We should have some food adventures this week, especially since I bought a few things we don’t normally eat. And a million apples!

**There is a difference between a grower’s market and a farmer’s market. A grower’s market means that you are dealing directly with the farmer, and there is no middle man at all. A farmer’s market may have growers, but the salespeople may be produce companies that have bought from farmers and brought it to market. For some people, you get the sense that a grower’s market is more authentic or superior than a farmer’s market, but I tend not to be such a purist.

Farmer's Market Trip

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I haven’t been to the Farmer’s Market in a while, because I’ve been lazy and slept in or because of other Saturday morning commitments. But today I decided to roll out of bed and wander over there to see what fall has brought.

For $20, I bought: 1.5 pounds of a variety of apples, 2 pounds of green peanuts, 1 scoop of chestnuts, 1/2 pound of pecans, 4 sweet potatoes, 1/2 gallon of apple cider, and a pound of mustard greens. Not bad. I had forgotten about apple cider at the farmer’s market and that we would have apples, apples, and more apples! I didn’t explore the pumpkin area, since I think it is still a little early for a pumpkin on my doorstep. Firewood has also made an appearance.

It’s very exciting! I love fall. It is a tossup between spring and fall as to which is my favorite season. I like the transition times.

I don’t know what all I’ll make with the apples and chestnuts. I think the pecans are going to go in the freezer and wait for a Thanksgiving dessert. I can’t decide if I want to make a pecan pie or this pumpkin praline trifle thing for Thanksgiving. On one hand, I think that the trifle would be a nice special, different dessert–but what if it is hideous and no one likes it? But it can be made 2 days ahead. On the other hand, I worry about burning the pie crust on a pecan pie. I don’t know how far in advance I can make it, and I would need to buy a good pie plate because my pie pan is ugly (ok, not a NEED). But I think most people like pecan pie.

Anywho, watch for more sweet potato recipes here. Reed has agreed to eat them more often, so we’re going to eat them until he declares that he never ever wants to see one again. I love sweet potatoes, although I have to say that the ones I bought from the grocery store were sad, ugly examples of them. Half their skin had been scraped off already. :( The ones in the farmer’s market look less scraped up, but I don’t think they are the same variety as the ones I ate when I was little. The skin isn’t as thick. The ones I bought today at the farmer’s market are called Beauregard. Pop quiz, Mama and Daddy, do you know what kind of sweet potatoes we used to eat? And where did we get them?

That’s my Saturday morning! Hope all of you are enjoying your weekend.

Free days

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Since my work schedule has been rearranged, I get two days off in the middle of the week. It’s funny, because my total hours have not changed but I feel as if I’m not working at all! I guess I will either get used to it, or fill my time with marking things off my to-do list.

Yesterday, I went with Reed to Durham (again!) because he was going to a lab meeting. We would be near Duke’s campus and a little strip of shopping, so we ate lunch together and then split up. I walked around, poking my head into the shops. I (unsuccessfully) looked for a pecan picker at the gardening/pet supply shop and spent a long time browsing titles at the Regulator bookstore. Eventually, I bought the latest edition of America’s Best Short Stories and found a shady spot to sit and read. The weather is amazing here–bright blue skies and cool, but not sweater cool. It feels good in the sun and better in the shade.

Also, while strolling about, I happened upon a rose garden at the Presbyterian church. Lots of varieties. Here are some of my favorites.

Today, I’ve been cleaning up around the house a bit, and finding chores for Reed! (I’m sure he appreciates that. Some things I’m not tall enough to reach, though.) I gave in to the pull of the subscription card and bought subscriptions to not just Gourmet, but also Bon Appetit. What was I thinking! Anywho, I made the Dark Gingerbread Pear Cake this afternoon. Delish! And very easy. I just noticed I have molasses on my shirt, so perhaps not the neatest recipe, but it is very tasty. You can see the pear chunks in the slice I had this afternoon.

Well, that is what is going on in my life this week. I hope all of my readers are doing well and having a good week! Now I have to go run errands.

World Communion Sunday

Today is World Communion Sunday, which is a special day for many denominations in which each local church remembers in a communion service that they are not an island unto themselves, but a part of a worldwide faith community. The UMC also takes an offering for scholarships for international and US ethnic minority students who are pursuing higher education in certain fields (focusing on global health, the elimination of poverty, or church leadership and development).

Many church services have international elements. We had special singers today called Sango Malamu, who are Congolese. They sang both traditional hymns and Congolese worship songs. I’ve been trying to find a link about them, but I’m not having much luck. That’s unfortunate, since they sang beautifully.

Gleaning

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This morning I got up early to meet people in the church parking lot to go and glean sweet potatoes. Gleaning is part of Old Testament law, where the owners of the field didn’t harvest all the way to the edge of their fields, so that people who didn’t have food could have what was left. Gleaning is an important part of the book of Ruth, also.

I first heard about gleaning in North Carolina when 007 and I came to Raleigh for the NLG Southern Regional Conference. A story about gleaning was featured in the same issue as the sparring miniature horses.

Our church was one of several church groups who showed up, and the gleaning was organized by a person with the Society of St. Andrew. I think that the field we picked was still in Wake County, but it was about 20 minutes away from our house. The sweet potatoes will go to organizations that feed the hungry in our area.

I’d never been gleaning before. We were told that the field had been turned over, and the farmworkers had gone through and picked the field. Basically, they only harvest the ones that meet a certain standard–a regular, not too big, not too small size–and they don’t tend to dig for any that haven’t been turned to the top of the soil. We were going through and picking any leftovers that were basically bigger than a child’s fist and weren’t long and narrow like carrots.

You would think that there wouldn’t be so many left, since the field had been picked, but you would be wrong. We picked over 10,000 pounds of sweet potatoes in 3 hours. Most of the potatoes were a little on the small side, but there were plenty of regular sized ones like you would see in a store and some football sized ones.

I picked about 10 bags of sweet potatoes on my own, which is about 100 pounds. The first hour wasn’t so bad, but about 10:45, I was thinking about when we could go home. It got hot and the bugs showed up. One of the people there mentioned that we could calculate our wages by counting our bags and giving ourselves .50 a bag. So I made about $5 according to that.

We were back at the church by noon, and I was ravenous! It was nice to come home and eat lunch. My feet are tired and my fingernails hurt a little from digging around in the dirt with my gloves on. (I’m so glad I had gloves and a hat!) No sunburn, though. I’m glad that I got a chance to do this.

The Society of St. Andrew operates across the county, and if you are interested in their work you can click here and find what is going on in your state. That site also has information about hunger in the US.

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