Picnic today at Oneroa Beach with a couple of old friends from school, where I test drove some spicy beetroot relish on bread with feta and pastrami. The bread was “chickie bread” – an elderly bag of flour combined with an equally elderly batch of baker’s yeast to use up ingredients and have a treat for the chickens. I don’t think I sold it well, as only one friend tried it (she did say she liked the relish). The batter bread recipe gave a sloppy mix that tried to go everywhere when it turned out the yeast had some life left to it, and there was no way I was going to knead it.
Bread was surprisingly yum. I ended up eating most of it. The chickens will help with what’s left.
Spicy beetroot relish on fresh bread. Feta and pastrami added for extra yum.
What’s currently not on the menu is chicken for the neighborhood cat. As I don’t have a cat, I have to settle for petting rights with a local tabby who likes helping with the gardening (i.e. he gets under my feet while I’m watering and lies on any seedlings I might have planted out). The cat hasn’t quite figured out the electric fence yet (I didn’t have it on while I was feeding the chickens), but if he gets any more interested in the chickies he’ll get a quick lesson. Needless to say, the chickies were massively unimpressed with the leopardy creature following me around. Their alarm buk-buk-buk-ERK!s are coming along well.
Peekaboo!
Is that a CAT??? Buk-buk-buk-ERK!!!
I iz not cat. I iz internet meme.
There’s a cat behind you! Do you really think we’re stupid enough to eat with a cat around?
Fair call.
What does this wire do, anyway?
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