spinach ravioli and wimberley property inspections
kat worked long hours all week and into the weekend, I had some evil bug that had me feverish all week. but we all took a break on sunday. we've not visited our wimberley property(s) for months. figured we'd go down to check on them.
after a fantastic lunch at the leaning pear. we have started our annual vegetarian schedule.
we found that somebody had come to look at the off-grid property and got stuck in the mud!
it's always the river, blanco river where we really relax.
it's january but temps have been in the high 60's and low 70's all week. the boys had to get their feet wet.
kat hatched an idea to make pasta, I reminded her we have a pasta making machine deep in the pantry. I also suggested ravioli. and so we did....
the daughter made beer bread.
I osterized some fresh spinach to add to the pasta. watch out kat! that spinach pasta is trying to get into your grapefruit juice mixture!
I mixed up some goat cheese with sun dried tomato and a bunch of fresh oregano from the garden. we sealed it up with egg wash.
some fresh basil that we brought inside before the freeze and a bottle of brazin. I had some leftover leek stock from soup I took to a party on new years day, combined that with a cream of sun dried tomato for the sauce and it all made for a great sunday night meal at home.
daughter's beer bread was the best I ever had. my dad had sent us home with a bunch of the shiner holiday beer "cheer". he didn't like it, and we found we didn't like it either. has peach and pecan in it and .... just doesn't work. however, it makes GREAT beer bread.
while driving down fischer store road, between wimberley property #1 and #2, we saw this.... we had to pull over. my long term plan is for kat and I to have something like this to pull behind a vintage van. these "canned ham" trailers are light enough for most vehicles and plenty room for two adults. I noticed an old man giving us an eagle eye from the porch of an old house up the hill. I waved but got no return signal. then I heard "clip-clop, clip-clp, clip-clop" he was hobbling down the driveway fast as he could scoot those boots. his bright blue eyes all shiny with enthusiasm.
our three kids patiently sat in the car as he told us all about his life. the beauty of eastern tenessee, his years working for dolly parton, his wife that passed away a few years ago and the fun they had camping in their 30 ft allumalite.
I hope that if I get to his age, I'm still as enthusiastic about the life I've led. he didn't know much about these trailers or how much his grandson was asking for them, but he was happy to have guests. I now know all about eastern tennessee and the blizzard of '93, he'd start over every five minutes or so.
odd river house find:
the property we bought on the blanco river has an old house on it. it needs to be torn down. the place was never cleaned out. it's full of old books, clothes and misc junk (including the two hole bowling ball I tried to use). I sift through the debris every visit, hoping to find burried treasure.
walking around the back yard, I spotted this... a small casket lid. looks like (hoping) it was never used.
the placque says:
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