I made my weekly journey into downtown Burbank for the local farmer’s market on foot. This was a poor life choice, because I was loaded down with about 15 extra pounds of stuff on my walk back, which was about 5 blocks. No big deal except that my hands have these bag indents from holding my stuff. But enough of my first world issues. This weeks haul includes:
Swiss Chard (It’s so good, I can’t help myself.)
Japanese sweet potatoes
1 fresh maitake mushroom (it’s a big bunch)
dried porcini mushrooms
So, to the real problem.. I think I might actually have an impulse control problem when it comes to the mushroom booth at the farmers market. I can’t leave that booth with less than 20 dollars worth of stuff EVER. I guess I should just be glad that it’s only a ‘once a week’ thing or I’d have to start hooking at night to make ends meet. *sigh*
I should preface the next paragraph with some information about my cats. The little one will eat anything. No, really. ANYTHING. Tacks, paper, plastic, screws, meat, vegetables, vertical blinds, my other cat’s vomit.. You name it, it’s been in her mouth and most likely her stomach. Obviously I try to stop her from eating the stuff that won’t digest but she’s really a force of nature. I kinda feel like I should cage her during the day, but I can’t bring myself to do it.
ANYWAY.. with that information in mind, I just caught her sticking her little face into my mushroom bag. She grabbed my dried morels that were in a ziplock baggie and hauled ass into the bedroom with it. Luckily I noticed, or she would have been dead to me for at least 2 hours.. I snagged it back, and scolded her.. for whatever good that does.
Mommy’s girl looks so cute and unassuming here.
She is a terror.
So my other, equally loved, cat doesn’t feel left out.. I present to you my ginger princess. (Yes, she has a soul. Dark though it may be)
Isis – Destroyer of Worlds.
On that note, I bid you adieu until after dinner. 🙂