A PSA from Roux: Please be sure to feed your kitty before leaving for work.
We have a litter of three feral kittens under our porch at the studio. We’ve named them all: mom is Mama Sue, the orange kitten is Orange Kitty, and the two black ones are Mike and Jesus.
[Aside: A friend of ours grew up Irish Catholic, and as a kid, the only men’s names she knew were Mike (her dad) and Jesus. So when she played with dolls, she’d name the male ones Mike and Jesus. So awesome.]
The feral cat population in the hood is kind of crazy. We need to invest in some kind of animal trap to gather them up and get them spayed/neutered. We think Mama Sue is already knocked up again (either that or she swallowed a water balloon), and who knows when Mike or Jesus could start spawning, too? Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE me some kittens, but when the cat population outnumbers the human population, it’s probably time to do something about it. Instead, we just peer out from our studio windows and wish we could pet them. Because cats.
This photo makes me think of summers when I was little, when we would visit my grandma and find cicada shells in the trees. We ate the sweetest watermelon and spit the seeds over the fence, and one year, our very own melon grew in that spot. My dad would mow the lawn and there would be piles of green grass that I would dig in to make tunnels for my hot wheels. We rode our bikes around the block and jumped three-foot dirt ramps and felt like daredevils. We drank iced sweet tea and ran through the sprinkler and somehow life was so very… very.
So I made this Estonian kringel, and it was pretty fantastic. The dough is pretty stiff, and I had to add a bit more milk to make it come together, but once it rose and baked, it was kind of pastry-like and delicious. Actually, it reminded me of a Mexican pan dulce – kind of bread-like, kind of crumbly, but full of cinnamon and sugar. I need to practice my shaping skills, so this may have to be a once-a-week thing. I don’t think J would mind at all. ;)
Speaking of eating bread, I enjoyed this recent tweet:
I often take photos of food I make and then forget to post them. Here are a few of those things.
cheese and things, or as we call it, #snacks
noodles and greens
Sometimes a place and a time is so lovely you just have to photograph it. That is all.