RABBIT CHILI AND VENISON PARMESAN

BAG 'O' WOOD

A late Christmas present from close friends. A simple gift yet completely practical and used daily since I opened the present. Easy to carry, no messy wood carrying shirts, no debris falling on the floor coming into the house and no more worry of carrying a corner of an arm load of wood across the kitchen hall wall.

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I joked in my last post about the Lord of Weather. How she had failed to fulfill the snowstorm forecast for last weekend. Early this past week, I realized she had a different plan and potentially more dangerous. It was the -4F to +4F degrees, daily highs and lows with wind speeds from 10-30 mph throughout the night and Monday last. This is weather that will kill in a very short period of time if not fully prepared to travel or be out in it. 

A good friend traveled to the middle of New York State for a wedding LAST weekend. He and his wife opted to head home that Sunday night, a 6 hour drive. 

He found that he could only pump a few gallons of gas as the gas station pumps froze as he pumped. Said it was that way all the way home. I, for one, would not have seen that coming and his story is a good reminder to always keep cars topped off when traveling in this kind of weather; better yet, when traveling! A good habit to develop. 

To think that all will fine and normal for needs on the road trip are not, in this case, due to extreme weather. Traveling without bug-out bags, food, water, extra clothing, blankets and other basics can also turn life threatening in an instant.

I would hope that if my wife and I were traveling in this kind of weather, especially with children, that the back of our car would look like we were moving. 

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TOM FLAHERTY'S WEBSITE AND BLOG 

Our garden part 1  and  Our garden part 2

A good friend and neighbor by rural standards. A new home for him and her and their first gardening attempt this past season. If you are planning a garden and new to it all, spend some time with his photos, garden plans and results. And check into his blog from time to time. Fun stuff.

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BO WENT MISSING THIS MONTH. 

Who does not love a story like this?

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RABBIT CHILI AND VENISON PARMESAN 

We received a party invite earlier this past week to attend an annual game dinner from neighbors who live a few miles east of us. All food wild, locally hunted and guests bring their special dishes. We said yes and it was an opportunity to gather with folks we had not met.

We took homemade bread and a dessert tray. Once the bread was discovered amid the dishes of everything, it went fast. Something about homemade bread that always works. 

The rabbit chili was wonderful. I would not have known it was rabbit had someone not told me. I would have thought chicken chili by the looks and flavor. The Venison Parmesan was the show-stopper for me and many of the folks there. Tender enough to cut with a plastic fork. 

The wild turkey had been marinated the day previously and then smoked for three hours. The host told us to be careful as there still may be a "bb" for two that he did not get out of the breast meat. So, an easy slow chew for that sliced meat. A wonderful flavor giving me a whole new appreciation for the wild turkeys that roam our woods. 

A plate of sliced Venison, cooked medium rare, with the slightest hint of wild. That was followed by bear cooked in similar fashion. Melt in your mouth and no game flavor. The only out of the loop meat I saw hit the table were hot dogs and one guest asked if they were squirrel hot dogs. I do not know if he was kidding. 

I did not try the deer sausage as it was wrapped around a jalapeno and cheese. After watching the face of the gal ahead of me go red, I decided that the heat was beyond something I would enjoy.

Most of the attendees were thirty-somethings. Many married with children. For every adult circling the food table and kitchen counter, there was at least one child. Children were running everywhere and coming out of nooks and crannies. Good-looking kids and each being a kid. Doing what kids do. Play, make noise and stir up a party gathering. I, for one, was in heaven watching folks I had not met before gather for special eats and conversations. The heart of America before my eyes. Took me back to the days I was very young running at my grandparents ranch while the adults visited. Always, always tables and counter tops with homemade local foods and desserts. 

I told our hosts that this was the very best party I have ever attended since we moved to New Hampshire 18 years ago. And my comment in no way negates all of the other gatherings and friends we socialize with. But the life and living in that small home this past weekend was life and living in glorious color. No agendas, no politics, no pretenses, no one sitting with a cell phone in his/her face. 

These folks are the backbone of our country. They are doers, builders, hunters, fixers with everyday skill sets from making a living close to the land. Throw in a masters degree in nursing here and special training there. Mothers and fathers with several children coming and going from their over watch. Most all of these guys and gals can dress a deer from start to finish in the coarse of a normal day. Pluck a freshly hunted turkey or prepare a rabbit for dinner as easily as a townie can order a big mac with fries. 

I sat in my wooden chair, arm resting on a steel safety gate to the downstairs, and watched the ebb and flow of folks having fun. I visited with folks sitting next to me and passer-bys. It was any weekend at my grandparents farm in 1955 all over for me. 

The heartland of our America is alive and well. 

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January is gone for all practical purposes. The winter worm is turning and it does not get dark now till 5:15 PM. The days are noticeably 45 minutes longer. February and March can be brats in their own way. But they are the gateway to a new season and will come, go and quickly be forgotten as was January.

Heads up and look for the good. It is there. You may have to turn off the media, and put down the phone. Give it a little time.

Have a wonderful week and thanks for stopping by. 

IN THE SMALLEST OF WORLDS

Did you get the memo last weekend?

You did not because I called in sick and failed to send that memo. 

The Flu! 

I had vowed not to get sick this year and knew I wouldn't because I was staying away from crowds, washing my hands often and thus, exempt. 

Apparently, all it takes is one small crowd or two small children coughing in the nearby distance. Or was it one of the places I touched while out and about? There are always people when I am out and about. 

The flu came on last weekend and was enough to decommission me from all chores. 

To the doctor Monday and found that I was still inside the first 48-hour window of the onset of the flu.  Meds could still be prescribed to minimize the severity and length of the illness. 

My wife was by also coming down with symptoms and also prescribed the same round of meds. 

Long story short, we were only grazed by the flu bullet this season.  I have been constantly tired and sleeping a lot; even to the point of feeling rested. No staying power, though, past a couple of hours.  My wife has done much better.

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SMOKED SALMON, HAVARTI AND ASPARAGUS QUICHE 

With a lot of time on our hands, my wife has turned to some baking. 



The quiche to the right was her first. Wonderfully done and the taste of smoked salmon a treat. 



Quiche #2 was a broccoli and cheese. Simple, quick and lasted one day. No photos. 

Quiche #3 was sausage, green pepper, onion and cheese. My favorite! Everything breakfast served in a pie crust. 

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IT WILL KILL US   TED talk by Jay Tuck

YMATA blog started when "the after" was tomorrow and beyond. Ideas of being prepared and being self-sufficient were to be at the center of many discussions.

Today, "the after" has arrived. Most are not ready and it may be too late. Not to be another one spreading doom and gloom this week, but this for the purpose of being informed. We ought to pay attention. 

This TED talk is worth sitting back and listening. 

Artificial Intelligence is advancing at a rate beyond imagination. 

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KATELYN OHASHI   Gymnastics Floor Routine. 

If you have not seen this yet, then you will enjoy. This is what a "10" performance looks like from start to finish. Have you ever seen a gymnastics routine finish like this? All 4'6" of her!!

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In the smallest of worlds, our past two weeks have been mostly housebound. Healing from a glancing blow of this season's flu, finding some entertainment in meal preparations and a getting needed rest. 

With a smile on my face this morning, my imagination envisions the Lords of The World, sitting around their table. The Lord of The Flu says to The Lord of The Weather (while pointing to my wife and me) "they both escaped the ten down days of miserable sickness I set upon them. Can you help me?"

The Lord of The Weather says "Yes." With a wave of her hand, a twist of the wrist, she adds, "let the many also partake."

From their round table this Sunday morning The Lord of Weather has not lived up to her forecasted 27" snow fall. Most folks received 8"-10" of powdered sugar snow. User-friendly and easy to move/re-move. If I were ordering snow type and amounts last week, this is what I would have ordered.

This also perfect for those who are out playing in snow, other than making snowmen.

The storm is falling apart now with freezing rain and snow mix here in middle New England. Maybe 2" more max. 

Very low temperatures tonight and tomorrow will have this storm's leftovers frozen in place tomorrow.

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 Have a wonderful week. Thanks for the visit.

NO WINTER FOR OLD MEN - - "SHOOTERS" ON HIS MIND - - BAKING CAKES

This is not a winter for this old man. So far, Mother Nature is toying with me. Rain, sleet, melting then freezing, add a little wet snow and repeat. 

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Mid of the New Year 1st week, 2019. Gonna be a bumpy ride this year for peeps.

"The beginning of the end" some write. Impeachment paper work filed before week's end. Newly elected congress woman screaming across the aisle to impeach the M***ker. Apparently reaching across the aisle for the good of the order looks much different when in power. Never saw that coming, huh? I digress!!

I find the coming into any new year to be anti-climatic. I do not begrudge the happy happy and gathering of folks for the midnight hour. I cannot though ever remember that moment to be worth all the hoopla. Five minutes into the new year, most folks are packing their bags and goodies and hitting the roads home.

For the past few decades, NYE has been normal to bed times here on the hill. Maybe a vague midnight awakening from distant fireworks. The dog would always arrive within seconds and noticeably plop down near our bed for safety and security. She always received a pat on the head from the wife or me for reassurance. 

The only noise I remember this new year arrival was the plopping of wet snow sliding off the metal roof and hitting the edge of the deck below. Seemed abnormally quiet; the arrival. 

I think this new year, 2019, will be one for the record books and looked back upon as a year of groundwork laid for epic change in the worlds we live in. There will be no coming back to the ways of old, other than storytelling. 

What ever is coming, what ever the trigger(s) for major change, the uptick this year will be noticeable locally, state, nationally and worldwide. The writing is on all the walls and one has to have his/her/its head deeply embedded in a hard sand not to see.  

My advice, which I, too, will take, is keep knees bent, stay away from crowds, stick to your plans, work the work, live and love the life and prepare for down times to be as self-sufficient as possible. 

If you are one that will have to leave and you should know that by now, practice the plan. Hard snow flakes in your midst might have to be left behind. Your other choice is to drag them kicking and screaming with you. But if the day comes where you realize your immediate survival need to leave, you will not have the time nor energy to do so. If you are leaving, it will be a new ball game with different rules.

If you are planning on digging in and you should also know that by now, then keep digging and shoring up the moat. 

There are absolutely no guarantees. None. BUT a few cans of soup, rice, powdered milk, flu/cold meds, toilet paper, ability to meet 4 seasons for you and yours plus hundreds of other little everyday items tucked away may make the difference short and long-term. The supply chain failure may very well be a part of a down-tick. That will be an ugly in your face fact. Prepare. If you have children and people that depend on you, then you have no choice other than to be ready.  None. 

TURNINGS.   http://www.lifecourse.com/about/method/the-four-turnings.html

Worthy of time reading

THE BURNING PLATFORM   A fourth turning article. He follows this closely and explains it well. Put this blog into your reads this year.

RACONTEUR REPORT.     YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.

A fellow who is a nurse and works in an ER. He pulls no punches. Writes exceptionally well also. Also tracks the Ebola outbreak.

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Playful new breakfast try by my wife in the photos above. Baking pan sprayed, 2 thin ham slices, cheese crumpled in, one egg each and baked for 12-15 minutes a 400. Let rest a minute after out of the oven. All 4 disappeared in a cone of silence. Next time will be put on toast and or a slathering of Hollandaise sauce. 

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SHOOTERS ON MY MIND   from Seacoast on line.com 

"The bodies are piling up. So is collective traumatic stress: emotional numbness, anger, anxiety, guilt, denial, withdrawal. Not the best characteristics to restore open, civil discussion and repair a shredded democracy."

(I cannot help but wonder if  "impeach the M***ker" is part of civil discussion?--most likely just fine because the screaming was passionate)

Not an adjective left behind!

There is no getting away from the ever increasing hanging of fear over this great land. If 2018 was bad, then this year is going to be brakes-off, loosen the reigns and let 'em run full speed out of the gates. To hell with the direction, be it flat and smooth nor laden with ruts, trees and cliffs obscured by bramble. 

Of all this social unraveling beginning to happen now, the hyping up and grandstanding this week in political/social circles, one of the emotions threading through me is not one of fear. I do not fear the man or woman's path I cross. I do not fear wind blowing through the trees, shadows in the late afternoon nor the car running down the highway with a rear tail light out. I do not go out of my way looking for every bad trait or pending bad behavior projected on to my fellow man. Nor do I ascribe a negativism and pending life ending doom to the most minuscule duck out of order. Who can or wants to live like this? 

The author of this article is having difficulty with daily norms and likely dug into his fears.  Pity the poor kid delivering a couple hot pizzas for lunch there.

What's in your lunch bag? 

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OMG OMG, THEY ARE SHOOTING BOOKS.

.22's LR in                                                             .22's LR out 

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THE GREAT BRITISH BAKING SHOW

My wife happened on this show a month or so back. The 2016 season. After watching for a few minutes we were hooked. To date, I cannot tell you what it is about this show that holds us from start to finish. The competing bakers sure. What they try to bake, yes. The hosts and judges, a little bit. But the major draw that keeps us glued, not sure. Regardless, we are in with all shows on record so as not to miss a drop of ganache.

NO ILLUSIONS

I/we like cooking as evidence here from cooking topics covered. My wife dabbles and I am guessing that her Lemon Bundt Cake with icing last week just may have come from watching this show. Not sure, but she had a smile on her face and treated her final cakes with much TLC. The flavor was excellent and all 4 cakes were gone in a half-hour when friends popped over for tea and a post-holiday visit. 

This morning it was my turn with King Arthur Flour Apple Spice Cake mix with Bourbon Glaze. Our current cake baking thus far comes from a box using KAF cake mixes. And why not? We have the big KAF baking book and will get to that in due time.

We get out the KitchenAid mixer, a few tools and all the ingredients along with instructions. Set the oven to 350 and "bakers-bake." Neither of us have any illusions that we can bake. But all the fun of mixing, baking and drizzling glaze is there. And the flavors are wonderful. 

       

Like other products talked about here, I am not trying to push the product, just talk about it. KAF is in local stores and the main store is in our back yard. They, of course, are on the net.

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A week into the new year now and winter is wearing as I all-too-often mention. The photo above is what we are dealing with as new weather accumulations have no where to run off and temperatures have not been helpful. Eleven degrees tonight. The snow cover on the driveway above is now all the glaze ice. Off to throw 5 gallons of salt and 5 gallons of sand after publishing this morning. But we are warm with plenty of homemade soup to supplement.

No promises here this new year. Gonna keep plugging away following my suggestion of "living and loving the life."  

Thank you for the visits and keep checking in from time to time. 

INSERT GIFT CARD HERE

Waiting till the day before Christmas to find good Christmas cards is not recommended. Waiting till the day before for shopping, also not recommended. But again this year I was out wandering, searching for gifts to get my wife who already has her big gifts, wants nothing electronic, no clothing or things that glitter. I needed ideas and help. 

I have asked and she has done her best to help. She did order two things off the net for her present. I said, good get it. It is something you want and will use. I will wrap it when it comes and give it back to you Christmas morning. Sounds weird, but much better than giving something not wanted or will not be used. 

But she has proven that the only one or two small gift exchange on Christmas morning is never that. A lot of little presents for me. Socks, winter wear, "doo dads" or two, a wonderful card. Lots of little gifts. I bought into to that a few years back and said never again. All of this just two little gifts for exchange does not work. Never will. She so loves the wrapping of and giving of gifts. 

A lot of Christmas Cards come with the message where to insert a gift card. Granted there is a pre-cut spot to place the card, but how did we manage cash or gift cards before the need to have a specific place for that to go in the card. It kills the thrill of money or a gift card fall out on the floor when opening.

The photo above shows the end of the December wood pile. It looks like this worked out better than planned. Time can be measured in many ways. When wood is used as a primary/secondary source for heating a home in the winter, wood storage and planning is one way we mark the passing of time. Going into the new year ahead a few days on wood consumption.

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Just happened on this young man singing. He is very good, very different and worth the few minutes to watch and listen. Stay with it. 

Marcelito Pomoy sings The Prayer. Sound up and enjoy.

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MISSED OUR 18TH YEAR ANNIVERSARY

Both the wife and I missed our 18th anniversary. For me this stems from a notion that there is an event to plan for; maybe a week or so away and that I still have plenty of time to plan, shop and purchase. Our anniversary has never been a big "doing something" or "gifting something" for both of us. A day out on the road with a good lunch and saying "happy anniversary and I love you" is all we both seem to need. Add a nice card. It is not that we do not appreciate our years of marriage and the recognition of time. Our anniversary gets caught up between holidays and just maybe a quite recognition w/o more gifting has become a peaceful norm. A gift in of itself. The time I think I had to get "things" done before this years anniversary, vanished in thin air. 

At breakfast this past week, I popped my head around to look at the calendar on the fridge and asked my wife what she might want to do for our anniversary. It appeared that we had both missed it by one day doing other things. Seems like lots of "things" around this time of the holiday season and year end that need attending to. 

So a late card will be in order. An official lunch out. A local road trip. Maybe even a small gift with a post happy anniversary attached. And maybe not. 

These have been a great 18 years. Adventure, travel, gathering of the best friends in the world, family close by, golden retriever dogs and a couple barn cats. Life in the woods, far removed. A lot of good time being together and living. It does not get any better for me. I do not need a gift to cement the recognition and appreciation of grand moments. Just time with my wife doing anything, anywhere. 

"Happy anniversary honey, I love  you."

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Van Johnson singing "Love is All"

If you are not a Yanni fan, give this some time to appreciate Van Johnson singing Love is All and appreciate the musicians brought together for this concert. 

Lead Violin Karen Briggs      Renegade 
with Pedro Eustache on Bamboo Sax and Doodook


I have watched this video album several times over years past and have never ever tired of the music and performances. Karen Briggs is a exceptional musician as is Pedro Eustache on the Sax. 

See the credits at the end of this song. 

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A YEAR IN REVIEW?

Goodness sakes no no no. If ever there was a year not to regurgitate much of what has happened, this past year would rank very high on my scales. Let this year pass. Tucking away many lessons learned. I fear they will all be needed starting next week.

My blog is picking up more readers. How and why I do not know. Statistics on this sight indicates over 600 hits this past month and seems consistent. 

I do not think I have shared any grandiose ideas nor life revelations over the past couple years. I chat and talk of a very small window of living a life.  Some food stuff, always fire wood stuff, dogs and cats, getting older, photography, flying drones and moving around on a spec of geological dust on our planet. Some opinions but not life-changing nor intent for my readers to see as I see. In a large sense for me, all of this is selfish for reasons to often clear the cob webs of an ever-changing world. That you come here from time to time and visit is appreciated, never taken lightly or for granted.  

So to all of you, from the far corners of this world to include "unknown regions" who come to visit, "Thanks!" I include all of you in my New Year's wish.

"I wish for all of us good health. My parents always said that if you have your health you have everything. I wish life and times of old, simple ways of living. This is naive, but I wish. 

I wish you and I pleasantries in passing. I wish for all of us to see the good side of life and people. I wish for more laughter, hugging of good friends, family and love from family dogs and pets.

I wish for God to hear all of our prayers and for God to know he is not forgotten. He lives alive and well in the deepest recesses of all of our beings. Maybe his visibility is clouded due to the times we live in, but he is there doing what God does. These clouds will lift in the hearts of all people. I  wish you and I get to witness that miracle.

See you again in the New Year.

CHRISTMAS SPIRIT - MARS

Oven baked at 425 for a half hour or so. 

No mess, no fuss but takes more time. 

Planning ahead, it can be what's for breakfast

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CHRISTMAS SPIRIT

Tis the week before and I am waiting for the spirit of Christmas. We have been out shopping, making a few gifts and baking cookies galore. But that Christmas spirit has yet to arrive for me.

The spirit usually sets in around the 23rd or 24th. It will not be a white Christmas this year. Rather, snowy, spotted landscapes, icy driveway, grey skies, shades of cold cold, oh, and this morning before publishing, the weatherman talks of a lot of sunshine. A Christmas for a good book, fire set and snugs to curl up in on the couch. Maybe a few feel good Christmas stories from the Hallmark channel to break up the days. 

It will be prime rib for Christmas dinner with close family and presents shared. Then our anniversary a few days after, followed by the new year and our annual lobster  dinner. Just her and me with 4 large lobsters cooked fresh from our local market.  Two small bowls of warm butter and yumming. Ending the year and starting the new year the lobster way!!

As wonderful all the good eats are this month, I am already looking forward to down-sizing and eating simply and sensibly.

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MARS

The History Channel just completed a series on going to Mars while interjecting current technology, philosophy and willingness to go there. "In our life time" according to Elon Musk. 

If the storyline presented by The History Channel of our near future of exploring, living on and inhabiting Mars is any indication of exactly what that would look like, I will say that their presentation lacked greatly in hope and excitement for the experience. I might even surmise that the group of folks and corporations going to Mars (as depicted by the HC) take with them a lot of the worst of humanity. The political complexity and mad corporate desire to turn a dollar out weighed the idea of permanently expanding the human species  for all the right reasons. Sad!! Not a great sell. 

The upside of watching this mini series was the hour programs ahead of the episodes. The one about Elon Musk, the success of Falcon Heavy lift rocket and the technology to bring back, land and reuse rocket engines. Turns a 60 million dollar rocket launch into a $60,000 rocket launch. Watching them launch his Tesla into orbit (it was a test flight to successfully launch a pay load) was a treat.

We are heading back into space now because of private money and the desire of folks to do so. 

A clip of that launch.

Keep an eye out in 2019 for further flights. 

Also watch future flights by Richard Branson and Virgin Galactic. 

Another video that proceeded the last episode on History Channel of Mars, was The Challenger Disaster: The Lost Tapes.  

I wondered while I watched if the youth of today have any idea how our country and world eagerly watched Christa McAuliffe's journey and the flight of the Space Shuttle Challenger. 

That moment in our history tore at the fabric of our nation. Do the youth of today have any real idea of the greatness of so many people who have gone before them and the contributions to the building of this country? I hope so, but I also doubt it given the social poisons we are currently living in.

"and slipped the surly bonds of earth to touch the face of God."  

If ever our country needed a President of the United States to speak to and for all of us, President Reagan did just that when we needed it the most.

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The Ocean Maker       A very good short film

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DJI Mavic  Pro Drone Night Flight Test Photography

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It seems we have had every kind of weather imaginable here. Single-digit temperatures and teens at night with the days no warmer than the 20's and 30's. Yesterday morning awoke to 50 degrees with temperatures down to freezing by bedtime. 

The driveway has gone from dangerous to walk on to all melted away as this past week ran on. 

Some help throwing down sand and salt by an optimistic sand man on the shortest day of the year. A sense of humor is always appreciated.

Wishing you and yours a very Merry Christmas 2018. Thanks for the visit this week.

TWO DJI DRONES OVER FROZEN LAKE - A ROAD TRIP TO KING ARTHUR FLOUR

Several months ago, son flew his DJI Mavic Pro full-speed, low-level into the ground. He complained that there were problems after propeller replacements and next flight. He came across a friend who had taught himself drone repair, especially DJI drone repair and offered his services. Apparently, the kid knows what he is doing because after running diagnostics and some fine-tuning, son's drone was repaired and is as good as new, maybe better.

This past week, he suggested we get out of our houses (being winter and cold bound) have breakfast out and then find a place to fly. So, we did.

Photo above is his entry back to our take off position on a nearby lake. He has just completed two low-level video passes around the island shown in the photo below.

While he was doing that, from the comfort of his warm truck, I had opted to fly to altitude for a few photos and then return. Flying five minutes outside in teen temperatures cuts flight time. No finger feelings left. 

I had lost connectivity on my last flight and after new USB connecting cables and paying closer attention to proper antenna positioning on my controller, returned successfully mission accomplished. 

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ROAD TRIP TO KING ARTHUR FLOUR COMPANY IN VERMONT

The kitchen here at home is a mess. That is ok, but a mess is a mess. Bagged cookies in the queue for delivery, two hand-made presents in the build and daily meals are a conglomeration of snacking from the fridge and counter tops. 

Some of my favorite times with my wife are road trips, sight-seeing, a little shopping and quiet lunch out with good food. And this past week, we also had a mission incorporated into our trip. Find gifting ideas and presents at KAF.

KAF is about an hour's drive for us through back roads into Vermont. Landscapes and hillsides spotted with left-over snow falls and cold enough outside that the car heater stays on a constant output of warmth.

If you like baking and cooking, regardless of your skill level on any of it, walking into KAF must be like walking into a chocolate factory. There are islands selling any and every kind of baked good, warm out-of-the-oven to include a breakfast and lunch menu. I was turning circles in awe and have taken break/pasta making classes. Maybe because it has been a few years since my last visit. 

There are little "kitchens" where part-time bakers are making KAF cakes, doughnuts, muffins, etc., right off the shelves. This gal who did not want her photo taken 'cause of her hair (a mess) was ok with me photographing her hands working as she prepared one of the products. She said she works three days a week and not one of those days goes by where she does not learn a half-dozen new things. Everyone I watched working there was happy at work and outgoing. 

Several working test kitchens and bread-baking bays are set alongside walls or tucked into corners. Here, the mixer of full of flour, a recipe book is open, the gal making this recipe said this one was new to her. Others were in and out of the fridge, opening, adjusting and inspecting inside ovens. 

Fresh breads lined up on one wall. 

All the wall spaces along with a myriad of islands baking goods and baking tools  are covered with baking gadgetry. 

Biscuits and sausage gravy (in my opinion) are either excellent or fall short. My bet that this breakfast item would be worth the drive.

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EVERY ONCE IN AWHILE. 

Full screen and sound up.

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Thank you for the visit this week.