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It felt very very wrong, but with no stove, no counter, no sink...our options are limited. Still, we haven't eaten them yet. Not quite desperate enough, I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/QuvFR5qGhp4/counting-down-to-new-kitchen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S5JnUba_aiI/AAAAAAAACiE/yfWeW4tsukI/s72-c/_MG_4166.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/QuvFR5qGhp4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/03/counting-down-to-new-kitchen.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-4501746473304259141</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-28T11:44:08.415-05:00</atom:updated><title>That is a good friend.</title><atom:summary>Thursday a large box arrived from Cayce in California.  The contents?  A belated birthday present well worth waiting for:  Meyer lemons!I first met the Meyer lemon last March on a visit to the Bay Area.  This winter, as our supplies of  blueberry lemon jam and lemon marmalade dwindled and I opened the last jar of preserved lemons, I began to panic.  How could I replenish my supply?Cayce to the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/XX-qCbxFYcY/that-is-good-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S4qb8lFwVWI/AAAAAAAACg0/uOq31gVWBOM/s72-c/IMG_0303_4871.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/XX-qCbxFYcY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/02/that-is-good-friend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-4775237084569478351</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-19T09:36:15.849-05:00</atom:updated><title>then the sun came out</title><atom:summary>I realize a sunny day may not seem like news, but this gardener's heart is counting the minutes of increasing daylight and enjoing every minute of sunshine she can get! Maybe because I'm teaching a gardening class right now, I'm chomping at the bit to start working outside again.So even though it's cold and even though digging into the soil is months away (well maybe 6 weeks for pansies), I found</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/ylOJa7rZFD4/then-sun-came-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S31W0LzVVfI/AAAAAAAACf8/t7y4QytusfQ/s72-c/IMG_0267_4828.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/ylOJa7rZFD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/02/then-sun-came-out.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-6568775992582739170</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-12T13:48:23.657-05:00</atom:updated><title>I am not in Lake Tahoe.</title><atom:summary>I was supposed to be in Lake Tahoe this weekend with Cayce.  We had reservations up the wazoo: x-country ski lessons, deep tissue massage, snow shoeing, facials, salt scrubs with shea butter treatments.  Instead, a little snow (didn't even qualify for blizzard status in NYC) caused American Airlines to cancel my flight.  I tried to be understanding, and even managed a few moments of enjoyment as </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/JpuM9KMjjT4/i-am-not-in-lake-tahoe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S3VoGu6m0iI/AAAAAAAACd0/Jzb16zKfgZQ/s72-c/IMG_0247_4801.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/JpuM9KMjjT4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/02/i-am-not-in-lake-tahoe.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-3138652105495951143</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-07T21:03:24.494-05:00</atom:updated><title>Jalapeño's Mexican Grill</title><atom:summary>Last week we were in Santa Fe, NM. We go twice a year for Michael's board meeting at St. John's College...at least that's the excuse.  Truth is, it's one of our favorite places, for the mountains, the air, the plants, and not least of all, the food.  We have a long list of favorite restaurants we hit every visit.This year, when we arrived at the Cloud Cliff Bakery for breakfast on Thursday </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/TjoTdh4LOHE/jalapenos-mexican-grill.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S29QkeXwL2I/AAAAAAAACcc/Q_J6anm8PUo/s72-c/IMG_0211_4776.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/TjoTdh4LOHE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/02/jalapenos-mexican-grill.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-8461192301914099525</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-24T11:20:24.438-05:00</atom:updated><title>Where have I been?!</title><atom:summary>No excuses. We all know the holidays are busy.Then a big birthday comes along and you just have to go somewhere and celebrate. I apologize for the lapse in posting.Life is pretty much back to normal now. Is that a good thing?</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/Bdv5vZQ403U/where-have-i-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/S1xwWC7IMBI/AAAAAAAACao/0DA1j5Zcl4Y/s72-c/IMG_0195_4705.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/Bdv5vZQ403U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2010/01/where-have-i-been.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-7442530817215627125</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-25T09:18:15.010-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Holidays</title><atom:summary>from Sisko, Seven, Michael, and Ellen</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/TaJuXdKEqIc/happy-holidays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SzTJdA_173I/AAAAAAAACYY/ppvzN0Jb938/s72-c/_MG_2386_4553.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/TaJuXdKEqIc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-695740682869525428</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T15:28:07.923-05:00</atom:updated><title>craft-y curtains</title><atom:summary>We've been working on our bedroom and the end is in sight.Stripping the wallpaper was oh so tedious.  Pulling up the carpet somewhat less so.  Installing the wood floor was a piece of cake (for me, because Michael and Ed did it).Yesterday, while Michael mitre-cut the floor mouldings, I put up the first curtain.I'd had the idea for months and couldn't wait to see if it would look as good as I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/E54dMzZntdc/craft-y-curtains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SyVJh218Z2I/AAAAAAAACXI/oebU-NR6LcE/s72-c/_MG_2395_4560.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/E54dMzZntdc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/12/craft-y-curtains.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-3419276454741667001</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T21:04:40.465-05:00</atom:updated><title>Look what my friend gave me!</title><atom:summary>We don't put up a Christmas tree.  Not that we have anything against Christmas trees, but we don't have kids and we're never here for the actual day so it seems like a lot of trouble for nothing.Imagine my delight when O.E. (aka Other Ellen, aka Wreath Goddess, aka Ellen Spector Platt, aka my partner @ Garden Bytes) asked me if I'd like a wreath.  Yes, I said, yes, yes, yes!She brought it to my </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/XBkoKI4aYIw/look-what-my-friend-gave-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SyL2S27fOMI/AAAAAAAACWg/PeNJlFlvheE/s72-c/_MG_2382_4555.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/XBkoKI4aYIw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/12/look-what-my-friend-gave-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-7713150801840914058</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 02:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T21:14:23.208-05:00</atom:updated><title>dawn in Shohola</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/51LnFwAGrc8/dawn-in-shohola.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SyBYeR5povI/AAAAAAAACWQ/amWfP8rtkQA/s72-c/_MG_2374_4547.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/51LnFwAGrc8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/12/dawn-in-shohola.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-8234875218027350519</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T17:29:04.399-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transplanting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">African violets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids gardening</category><title>marking time</title><atom:summary>Five or six (we're not sure) years ago, Solon and I went to the local garden center to buy him a plant.  He was five (or four, we're not sure) and he chose an African violet.  The African violet thrived.  It thrived a lot.  We moved it into a bigger pot, and maybe we even divided it once (we can't remember that, either).  This year, home for Thanksgiving, I was asked to please help divide it </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/O_9SpCJC2no/marking-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SxGcfXxmi-I/AAAAAAAACT4/ZGBT7paDObw/s72-c/_MG_2346_4503.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/O_9SpCJC2no" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/marking-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-1173837063007020797</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T19:31:50.320-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kyra</category><title>remembering Kyra</title><atom:summary>3 years ago today Kyra died.  We still miss her.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/S8PMwrXvyvs/remembering-kyra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SwiEeYNzxlI/AAAAAAAACR4/45lE_huxd5E/s72-c/Kyra1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/S8PMwrXvyvs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/remembering-kyra.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-6168288062662956891</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T22:08:31.163-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Greek food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oyster mushrooms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lettuce</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feta</category><title>delicious Greek-ness</title><atom:summary>Went back to the oyster mushroom tree first thing this morning.  Picked several luscious clumps of soft, baby oysters and came home to try a new recipe from a new cookbook.  My idea of a lovely afternoon.I should back up a little...this year I'm responsible for the vegetable at Thanksgiving.   My family isn't big on vegetables.   They think corn, potatoes, and carrots count, and while I like all </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/gTNxu6jTPCo/delicious-greek-ness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SwdVVyzuNtI/AAAAAAAACRQ/99_ctcz6t0g/s72-c/_MG_2304_4461.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/gTNxu6jTPCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/delicious-greek-ness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-1271317557589147469</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 02:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T22:01:49.710-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oyster mushrooms</category><title>oyster mushrooms?</title><atom:summary>Can anyone help me?I THINK these are oyster mushrooms, but as anyone who hunts for wild mushrooms knows...thinking isn't good enough!   Plus, I WANT them to be oysters so much that I could quite possibly talk myself into believing it.  I'd appreciate your input asap, so I have a chance to actually do something with these beauties if they turn out to be oysters.Pros: (why I think they may be </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/s3VtNCXH5tg/oyster-mushrooms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SwIOvSDTwuI/AAAAAAAACQw/LT4PMAkUa7M/s72-c/IMG_0637_4431.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/s3VtNCXH5tg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/oyster-mushrooms.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-9074600924812986931</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 21:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T19:21:41.782-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">home brew</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wine</category><title>taste test</title><atom:summary>We have, from left to right:-turnip-lilac-cabbage-carrot-knotweed-mixed fruitI expect two to be vile, three to be tasty, and one to be ok.As a pre-Thanksgiving taste test I'm opening several half bottles to see which, if any, I might contribute to the Thanksgiving table.  Well, one of the Thanksgiving tables.  We have two Thanksgivings: one for each family.  No alcohol permitted at one house...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/22OQYQJz7Ck/taste-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/Sv8vU-n39UI/AAAAAAAACQQ/0Dt3ihKSo64/s72-c/_MG_2230_4398.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/22OQYQJz7Ck" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/taste-test.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-4919945528988727421</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-14T09:30:08.038-05:00</atom:updated><title>storm sky</title><atom:summary>Last night, when Michael went out to start a fire for the lamb, he called in that I should look at the sky.Shohola is far enough inland that we didn't feel much effect from the nor'easter (the storm formerly known as Ida), some high winds and a little mist.  But there was no denying the preternatural pink tint to the sky.Not normal.But beautiful.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/egdLa_Q6_yA/last-night-when-michael-went-out-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/Sv65brnMBRI/AAAAAAAACQI/WRsmyVQqmRo/s72-c/storm+sky.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/egdLa_Q6_yA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/last-night-when-michael-went-out-to.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-6414115970451853714</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T19:31:05.488-05:00</atom:updated><title>art</title><atom:summary>I bought a painting.I never buy art, but this painting called to me in a voice I couldn't resist.  Its name is Lynx Lynx and from the moment I saw it I knew I wanted to own it.  (Somehow the word "own" seems petty and impossible.  Can anyone really OWN art?)  Anyway, I knew I wanted to be able to look at it every day because it fills me with happiness and an irrepressible smile every time I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/ENtFrPVP2Vc/art.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SvyLKIU6q7I/AAAAAAAACOg/qyh6zmk5crE/s72-c/Lynx.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/ENtFrPVP2Vc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/art.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-7871182707955426112</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T10:29:15.348-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">home brew</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">apple wine</category><title>apple wine</title><atom:summary>I may have passed a milestone.As anyone knows who bakes (or makes jelly, or brews wine), you start out by following the recipe.  Plain old regular cooking allows more flexibility and free-styling, but with baking (and jelly making and home brewing) the quantities must be precisely right or the cake won't rise, the jelly won't jell, the brew won't ferment.It took a little time and a lot of success</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/MXXyFmtFh0E/apple-wine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SvbZ_VmK8UI/AAAAAAAACOI/GqVMD7LSonc/s72-c/buoy+beach.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/MXXyFmtFh0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/apple-wine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-2530923717383460599</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-07T09:21:36.270-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">November</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">clematis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fall garden</category><title>and yet...</title><atom:summary>It's November in NE PA.We've had several frosts.Most of the leaves have fallen.And yet...(I promise I didn't place that oak leaf there!)</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/wEMqbzvnFjA/and-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SvWCGHuzimI/AAAAAAAACNg/E0bW7J_hpnk/s72-c/_MG_2153_4326.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/wEMqbzvnFjA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/11/and-yet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-3778694229220683959</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 00:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T14:01:29.226-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jelly</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cydonia oblonga</category><title>oh lovely quince, oh golden apple</title><atom:summary>I don't like to be thwarted.A few years ago my friend Elspeth mailed me a box of quinces from Santa Fe.  I'd  been fascinated by the fruit, its weirdness and its mythological significance, for years.  Greek mythology says  a quince was the golden apple that started the Trojan War when Paris gave it to Aphrodite, the fairest of them all.I'd never cooked with quinces before; they aren't a common </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/ik3tRKpSNX8/oh-lovely-quince-oh-golden-apple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SuzsQrzRwTI/AAAAAAAACNA/BcSr1lK15qg/s72-c/_MG_2135_4313.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/ik3tRKpSNX8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/oh-lovely-quince-oh-golden-apple.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-1775288283574699282</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T21:17:17.084-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spicebush</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pawpaw</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chicken of the woods</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chestnuts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hen of the woods</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">watercress</category><title>the feast!</title><atom:summary>And now the moment you've all been waiting for: the menu produced from our excellent fall foraging adventure:1.  watercress salad with roasted chestnuts and local brabander cheese from Fallsdale FarmsI confess, I forgot to photograph this course. Anyone who's eaten with me knows I get excited when anticipating deliciousness. In my excitement I tend to pick up a fork instead of a camera.  We're </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/ZXsNlVBcfmQ/feast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/SuD5vBL47HI/AAAAAAAACMg/tPwKyQB0gbE/s72-c/watercress-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/ZXsNlVBcfmQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/feast.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-402137174737390201</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 00:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T20:55:59.371-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">foraging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hopniss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chestnuts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mushrooms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">watercress</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spice bush</category><title>fabulous fall foraging</title><atom:summary>Mark comes back to PA for fall break every October.  Weather permitting (and sometimes weather NOT permitting) we forage, with varying degrees of success.  This year we rocked the world of wild foods with more good luck and delicious edibles than I dreamed of.First stop is always the chestnut tree.  The past few years have been bleak: four-legged fauna has beaten us to the nuts.  But this year we</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/FMt6auI8P0M/fabulous-fall-foraging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/St5w__noFDI/AAAAAAAACKI/UR1MfqXkrIU/s72-c/IMG_0622_4312.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/FMt6auI8P0M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/fabulous-fall-foraging.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-3632946859262335804</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T07:36:54.667-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wild mushrooms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shaggy Mane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Coprinus comatus</category><title>a shaggy mane story</title><atom:summary>I was packing the car to come back into the city when I paused to toss an acorn for the little cat.    As I scanned the ground for more nuts, I saw something that made me thrill: a Shaggy Mane!  I've always heard about the shaggy mane (Coprinus comatus)...its distinctive form, its unique method of scattering spores, and its rapid descent from primo edible to squishy mess.There's no mistaking the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/rIpS2KWWFYM/shaggy-mane-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/StKDNUTMUeI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MON2l4UlsTc/s72-c/_MG_2037_4202.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/rIpS2KWWFYM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/shaggy-mane-story.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-2893839910920931642</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T12:42:05.852-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food preservation rainy day activities</category><title>a rainy day in Shohola</title><atom:summary>What do you do in Shohola when it's raining and your husband stayed in the city for a convention?  Besides throw mushrooms for the little cat?You make pickled beets.You bottle blueberry wine.You move the carrot wine from the primary to the secondary fermentation vessel.You start a beef, barley, &amp; mushroom stew in the crockpot.You make drunken jelly from last weekend's vodka soaked fruit.So what </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/LDE0R5Z8J1g/rainy-day-in-shohola.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/Ss_4bTEQK5I/AAAAAAAACHI/PI-H9C2vXcs/s72-c/_MG_7994_0881.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/LDE0R5Z8J1g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/rainy-day-in-shohola.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2613900352373458842.post-3500244538959229474</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T21:20:25.107-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad gardening</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foley Square</category><title>WTF?</title><atom:summary>So I'm downtown, walking to lunch at the Peking Duck House when I pass this:Incomprehensible.  I stopped in my tracks and looked around for whomever left these poor hostas plopped on the ground, roots exposed, drying in the October sun.  I saw no one.  I called out, "Where's the gardener?"  Nothing.And so I ask you: WTF?</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DownDirty/~3/RoAj_Ci-yyI/wtf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ellen Zachos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h17uWlUI8wg/Ss6PITCO3eI/AAAAAAAACGw/it3Onza_FoI/s72-c/IMG_0598_4176.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DownDirty/~4/RoAj_Ci-yyI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://www.downanddirtygardening.com/2009/10/wtf.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
