I’m sitting here with a hot cup of Barry’s tea and a slice of Natural Bridge all rye bread with cracked pepper chevre: ahhh…heaven. This is the only bread that I ever really want (as in crave)—desem bread baked in a wood fired brick oven, right here in my own county—truly artisan food. Jen’s been nominated for Slow Food and is going to Italy this fall for a Slow Food conference—what an artist!

It was really fun going out with M* last night. Stepford Wives was better than I expected—it was total camp! I think we both pictured something more along the lines of the original—more serious and creepy, but this was playful and hilarious; fluffy but fun. Hanging out in Asheville is always fun, though when I finally pulled in my driveway at 12:30 or 1:00 I was beat! It’s such a long drive. Probably good, though—I couldn’t afford to do that too often. However, this week it’s two in a row—DH and I are going out tonight to see F9/11 and have dinner. A date!

Today I’m making feta. Jen was kind enough to sell me a 21 lb bag of Celtic Sea Salt for using in (on) my feta—can’t wait to see how that goes!

I really need to finish planting out my peppers; don’t know if today will be the day. Yesterday was so lovely, but I ended up doing laundry all day. That’s the curse of a clothesline, especially during a long spell of rainy weather—sunny nice days turn into a mad scramble to see how many loads of clothes I can get washed.