Friday Roundup #38
Sunflowers on the counter, half the office bolting ahead of a Friday storm, the collards still sitting on my desk, and a gluten-free honey cake in the oven.
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Friday Roundup #37
An invasive grass has taken the back of the property, the collards are still not in the ground, and minor-league September is winding down at Gwinnett Field.
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Friday Roundup #36
Remy takes National Dog Day personally, the collard seeds arrive, Hatch chiles are inbound, and I fall down a Scottish hoof-trimming YouTube hole.
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Friday Roundup #35
Friday Roundup #34: National Avocado Day, a jumbotron birthday for Zach, Joro spiders in the garden, Olmsted’s Southern journeys, and a meh on The Odyssey.
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Friday Roundup #34
Friday Roundup #34: National Avocado Day, a jumbotron birthday for Zach, Joro spiders in the garden, Olmsted’s Southern journeys, and a meh on The Odyssey.
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Friday Roundup #33
Friday Roundup #33: a curious creek-walk doe, our tattoo consults, a great dinner at Noosh, brussels sprouts sprouting, and a Duma Key reread.
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Friday Roundup #32 (First Concert Since March Edition)
Friday Roundup #32: our first concert since March, the great email reckoning, Wicked parts one and two, and the dinner-plate dahlias gone wild in the rain.
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Friday Roundup #31
Friday Roundup #31: a July 4 thunderstorm, a macro session with the garden bees, a big salad craving after too much bo ssam, and re-reading Killers of the Flower Moon.
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Friday Roundup #30
Friday Roundup #30: a complicated Fourth of July, a 2008 photo from the Great Hall at Ellis Island, fall brussels sprouts, and Momofuku Bo Ssam on the kamado.
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Friday Roundup #29
Friday Roundup: A thin week at karacooks: a garden running late, a monster love story up for a Hugo, ten pounds of cherries, and a gallon of mustard landing Thursday.
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Friday Roundup #28
A steamy Georgia-summer roundup: dirty spaghetti on the must-try list, Good Culture cottage cheese, the new Nora Roberts, cherry plums, and Kamado-grilled lunches.
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Friday Roundup #27
Six days into a Tulsa road trip: a Route 66 bridge that sings Woody Guthrie, the best Moroccan tagine of my life, Tex-Mex since 1953, and two right slippers
