Archive - August 2018

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The fruits of a four day weekend
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Friday 5: Regionalism
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Peaches and Herb(s)

The fruits of a four day weekend

I’m super glad I went to the beach on Friday, because it was the best day of the four days I had off.

On Saturday my credit card and I dressed up and met friends for tea at the Mary Cassatt Tea Room at the Rittenhouse hotel for swanky Afternoon Tea.

It was so worth it. The company was amazing, and although you’d think teeny sandwiches like this wouldn’t be filling but with a pot of tea, a glass (okay two) of sparkling wine, and a selection of tiny desserts even I, queen of the neverending appetite, was satiated.

Sunday I did my grocery shopping and general running around. I dried some more oregano and harvested basil to make pesto, which I’ll post about later this week. And it was SummerSlam night. You know I’m a WWE junkie.

Today I wanted to make sure I was back on track for food this week. I found this recipe for Honey Lemon Chicken Bowls from Gimme Some Oven and gave it a whirl.

The kitchen smelled amazing, and not only do I have four ready to go for this week, but I have 2 more servings that we can use for dinner one night.

I also did a crapton of laundry and even worked out. It was a good weekend! Tomorrow it’s back to the grind and I have to try and remember how to be a productive member of society.

Friday 5: Regionalism

Happy Friday! This is my last Summer Friday of the summer (weeps, gnashes teeth) so I spent it the way I tried to spend every Summer Friday – down the shore.

via GIPHY

I made that animated gif! It’s 1994 all over again!

basic beach … collage


We got home around 3. I took a shower, had some fast food for dinner and parked myself outside with a stack of magazines to let my hair dry naturally to give it some beachy waves.

Left: What I think my hair looks like when I let my it air-dry.
Right: What my hair actually looks like when I let it air-dry.


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Time for the Friday 5! This week’s theme is regionalism, which looks to be interesting. Let’s get to it!

1. What regional colloquialism in your area would baffle people from elsewhere?

For anyone new, I live in Southern New Jersey, a quick 20 minute train ride from Fluffya — I mean Philadelphia. The big regional word lately is jawn. It’s a word you can drop in for any noun you’d like. I’m all up in this jawn. I gotta get some of that jawn. That jawn I linked explains more.

2. What’s something you call by a name that differs from what most people in your region call it?

The train I take to work is called the PATCO High Speedline. When I was a kid it was called the Speedline. Today, most riders call it PATCO, like they’d refer to SEPTA in Philly or BART in San Francisco. I still call it the Speedline though, because old habits die hard.

3. What’s a normal food in your region that people in other regions might be weirded out by?

People from elsewhere seem to be weirded out by Jersey’s pork roll and the region’s scrapple. I think every region has their own weird meat product, though.

4. What’s something in your area with an official name almost nobody refers to it by?
Many people still call ATMs MAC machines, because the first version of it here was called the Money Access Center.

5. What are the names of some convenience stores in your area?
7-11 has always been around. Royal Farms is staking a claim. But South Jersey’s heart is already taken by one. Wawa. Home of Hoagiefest (which sadly ended two weeks ago). Where the area’s rich and poor rub shoulders as they pour themselves delicious coffee every morning.

I love Wawa.

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This is day one of a four-day weekend. It’s going to be great, and I am going to be a hurting pup in September when I end up having to work five-day weeks again.

Peaches and Herb(s)

My herb garden is exploding with goodness!

Top: Parsley, peppers, thyme
Bottom: Murphy, oregano and basil


I have fresh basil and parsley whenever I want some, a load of thyme I don’t know what to do with yet, and TONS of oregano. I harvested a bunch of it last weekend, thinking that I’d have enough dried oregano to gift all of my family and friends with some. I was designing “Angry Man Farms” labels in my head. I ended up with this much:

Yeah. I am not good with estimating size or volume.

And then I said to WM, “we should go to the Farmer’s Market and get some peaches, so I can write a blog post called Peaches and Herb(s)!” WM is a HUGE supporter of this blog and all of its related strange ideas. Which is how I ended up with enough fresh peaches to make a peach cobbler.

I used the Peach Cobbler recipe from Piece of Yum. My peaches were medium sized so I cut six of them. Next time I’ll use eight.

The topping was dead simple to make and best of all, I had every ingredient on hand except turbinado sugar.

The turbinado sugar was supposed to be added at the end before the cobbler goes under the broiler for the last 10 minutes in the oven. I used brown sugar instead which was a mistake because it started to burn. So don’t do that. I picked off the burnt parts and the cobbler was saved.

The finished product was gooey amazingness. Do you like the artsy photo? Because this is what my table ACTUALLY looked like.

Blogger photos are artfully curated lies. 🙂

Funny link about recipe bloggers: If You Want My Blueberry-Muffin Recipe, You Must Read This Crazy-Long Preamble First

And for those who got the title:

Fact: SEVEN different women filled the role of “Peaches” in this duo. No word on if they regenerated into each other.

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