From Ann:
If you've got a jealous bone, you might want to stop reading this post now.
If life is a bit hectic in your neck of the woods and you could use a break, you might want to stop reading this now.
If you have the ability to live life vicariously, read on for goodness sake.
My mom just called asking for the trout cake recipe from Cooking Wild in Missouri. Is she at home with laundray piling up and windows to wash, but sick of her own cooking so she's looking for something different? No. She and Dad are camping in Colorado. The have a beautiful camping spot and spent their first day fishing for trout in a prestine lake with mountains to gaze at and plenty of solitude. Dude.
They each caught trout that first day and are hoping to get into some more, hence the trout cake recipe need.
This morning they were getting set up outside to cook breakfast when they saw a funny looking white cloud slip over the mountain. They went ahead and moved into their toasty A-liner (a small kind of pull-behind camper) as the cloud approached. Turns out the cloud brought snow with it, so they ate eggs and asparagus with parmesan cheese on toast in the snow, tucked in their A-liner and giggling mercilessly, I'm sure, in delight.
What am I up to? I'm dog sitting for my parents. Thanks for asking. And, yes, I am rather big boned when it comes to jealousy!
If you've got a jealous bone, you might want to stop reading this post now.
If life is a bit hectic in your neck of the woods and you could use a break, you might want to stop reading this now.
If you have the ability to live life vicariously, read on for goodness sake.
My mom just called asking for the trout cake recipe from Cooking Wild in Missouri. Is she at home with laundray piling up and windows to wash, but sick of her own cooking so she's looking for something different? No. She and Dad are camping in Colorado. The have a beautiful camping spot and spent their first day fishing for trout in a prestine lake with mountains to gaze at and plenty of solitude. Dude. They each caught trout that first day and are hoping to get into some more, hence the trout cake recipe need.
This morning they were getting set up outside to cook breakfast when they saw a funny looking white cloud slip over the mountain. They went ahead and moved into their toasty A-liner (a small kind of pull-behind camper) as the cloud approached. Turns out the cloud brought snow with it, so they ate eggs and asparagus with parmesan cheese on toast in the snow, tucked in their A-liner and giggling mercilessly, I'm sure, in delight.
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