our fondue pot runneth over

it’s not christmas till someone pours hot oil all over the dining table…

id-nic

the fridge yielded beer, bread, cheese and and an apple. that didn’t seem like enough for a picnic dinner on the beach so we swung past safeway en route to supplement the meal.

apparently our ids were selecting the food: “mmm…chicken wings. mmm…sushi. wait, peanutbutter cookies? great idea!” thus, was born the idnic: no attempt at balancing nutrients, flavor, or style, just instant gratification.

day off! i’ve been working very very long hours at my new job, but i am trying to keep the weekends work-free as much as possible, for my sanity’s sake more than anything. today’s trip to the san francisco farmer’s market and Renegade craft fair(check it out tomorrow, july 19, too) yielded the following spoils:

1. free samples from tcho chocolate factory
2. orange and green heirloom tomatoes (courtesy of teresa‘s garden omg i’m so jealous i want to grow tomatoes too…next year i will)
3. bouquet of wildflowers (for the cat to eat, as soon as my back was turned)
4. a half pound bag of fresh string beans
5. this t-shirt
6. a new purse (the girly, tuck-under-the-arm sort of handbag is a new thing for me. i’m more a messenger bag kind of girl, but…i’m trying new things.)
7. a two-tone (red and black) woodblock print of three bicycles (i’m in nesting-mode at home, it’s hard to resist art right now). it was, however, due to the artist’s heavy quebecois accent, considerably more expensive than i thought it was going to be. damn that negotiating in non-compatible dialects!
8. a sunburn

first sign of spring

proof that winter will, in fact, end. perhaps the sudden thaw in Hyde Park was due to Obama’s visit to his hood this past weekend?