Lots of time with my cousins over the weekend. We broke Keith’s Christmas tree cherry. He had NEVER gone out and cut down a Christmas tree before. We piled into his truck to start our good ole’ fashioned family Christmas (Hehe. Love that movie) by driving out to Rainier, Washington, with my cousin, Kirston, and her fiance, Chris. On the way out there Keith asked me, “why don’t we just stop as one of those lots and grab one that’s already cut down?” GASP! “That’s not how we do it in the Pacific Northwest!” So we kept going, and going, and going. We past several parking lots, full of trees, and several tree farms, full of trees, before finally following Kirston and Chris down a dirt road to a tree lot they had heard about. We were on a quest for the perfect tree. (Really, I’m not picky AT ALL when it comes to trees, but Kirston is. And it was cold. Really cold.) Even though I’m not picky, Shay might be. It took us quite awhile to find that perfect tree. Finally I just said “to hell with it, how’s this one?” …or something to that effect… Shay said “fine…looks good…” And Keith got to cutting. With a little saw. The things a man will do for the woman he loves. Aww…
I was obviously excited.
Shay was pretty excited too.
(Check out Shay’s choice of shoes…Pretty wise for stomping around in the mud while looking for a tree, huh?)
So we got our first tree as a couple. Last year, we had barely started dating at this time. Keith had a little tiny (maybe a foot tall) fake tree and I didn’t have one at all. This is quite the mile stone. We got it home and realized the tree stand we bought wasn’t even close to right size. Shay and I hopped into her car (always a scary experience) and went up the road to grab a new one. This weekend was expensive, especially after just moving. We got it home, Shaylea left to go to Seattle, leaving me and Keith to get the thing in the stand and into the house. All those memories of Dad in the garage cussing up a storm trying to get the tree perfectly straight with Mom hollering orders, all came flooding back to me. We finally got the tree into its stand and into the house (after I had spent the morning rearranging the furniture). The tree looked as though it was trying to take a nap up against the front window. Keith spent the next half hour laying on the floor readjusting the tree stand, with me giving orders, until it was perfectly straight. It looks really nice now We got it up and decorated, then met up with the cousins again for some hot cider, hot buttered rum, dinner, and more tree decorating, for the rest of the weekend. It was a fantastic weekend.
I just realized that as much as I cooked in the last week, I didn’t make a single thing on my list, nor did I take a single picture. Quite the little food blogger I am. I did manage to use up the majority of my load from last week…And I received more this morning! Whoa hoo! Lots of fruits and veggies. Keith is making stew tonight though, so I may make this salad for myself to eat along with it: http://thetalkingkitchen.com/2011/11/17/fennel-apple-pomegranate-salad/, or some variation of it, depending on what’s in my fridge today.
Anyway, I didn’t have time to unpack my bushel this morning. I left it for Keith to do when he gets up. But, I think this is what I received:
- Braeburn Apples
- Brussel Sprouts
- Bosc Pears
- Delicata Squash
- Satsuma Mandarins
- Green Kale
- Baby Spinach
I honestly have no idea what I’m going to do with all of it, other than Jessica’s roasted brussel sprouts. Hopefully I’ll make SOMETHING blog worthy.