Monday, September 28, 2009

I realized as I am cooking dinner

that I grew the chard, the onions, the potatoes and fed and harvested the eggs. We had frittata. It was a very satisfying moment.

and no, I am not getting a cow so I can make my own butter. :shaking the head: no.

1 comment:

The Lunds said...

Hakuna Frittata, What a wonderful phrase!


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