This week was the last week I cooked for the house during the week. In total I cooked seven times, and the least nerve wrecking mornings were when I had an idea of what I’d like to cook prior to the morning starting. This Tuesday I cooked vegetarian patties made from chickpeas, a recipe I got from 101 Cookbooks. I switched out the cilantro for basil, since we have a lot of it coming from the veggie garden right now. I also cut out the sprout because we didn’t have any on hand. The patties came out a bit drier than I would have liked, but overall they were well received. I’ve been munching on the leftovers all week.
Pele, Paul and their children came home Wednesday night, a little earlier than originally planned do to unforeseeable cabin issues. It was nice to have them back in the house, even though they were still officially on vacation until yesterday. I greatly appreciated Pele’s offer to cook on Friday, although if I had cooked I would have liked to make sweet potato falafels. Maybe I’ll make them one of these Fend-For-Yourself-Tuesdays.
Thursday was eventful. From sometime around 6:30 until about 8:30 in the morning the village had no water and the powers that be are still arguing over whose fault it was. Personally it was also a very big day as Zak let me borrow his razor knife to cut strings strangling tomato plants. I cut myself on the first plant I was attempting to rescue. And by cut myself I mean stabbed myself in the thumb. I immediately put pressure on the wound to prevent myself from seeing if I’d done a lot of damage and to staunch any bleeding. Before I got over to the truck though curiosity got the best of me and I looked at my thumb and I started bleeding. As Izzard and the visiting gardener would later tell Zak, it was everywhere– the side of the truck, on the water cooler and on the ground (especially near where the first aid kit was). I didn’t want to go to the doctor’s office for fear of being reprimanded, I was after all cutting the wrong way. I ended going to the doctor’s office and one of the nurses put a butterfly bandage over the cut. Later on Thursday Miss Whatsit and I went in to Hudson for a craft night with Kara, but there had been a situation with a deer in their yard needing to be shot. We got there shortly after the deer, who had been lying in Hudson house’s yard after unsuccessfully hoping the fence, had been put out of it’s misery. However they hadn’t yet removed the poor animal from their yard and everyone except Giselle and I stayed outside to see them take the deer away.
Friday morning I was back in the garden as per usual and it was nice to be there, even though it was sweltering hot before 10 am. Since we had done a lot of harvesting on Thursday the only stuff we needed to go through were the leaf vegetables and brassicas: broccoli, kohlrabbi, kale and lettuce. Friday night Puck, Zak (and wife), Izzard (and girlfriend) and myself went out for our official Gardener’s Drink. It was sad that Demi wasn’t there, but we still had fun socializing as a group.