Monday, February 14, 2011
I am totally immersed in this book, Goat Song, right now. It is so beautifully written, so evocative. Part of what I like is that he goes so slow. He describes the color of the grass the goats ate, the 10 different shades in the sky as the sun set the first night. For me, this level/layers of description really allow me to be there. And it is a very peaceful, soul warming book.
I went to a birthday party in the Excelsior neighborhood last night-- right near Itty Bitty Farm (to my knowledge the only working family farm in the city). Between this book and the party I’m thinking I have to ask about a visit sometime soon (And I guess I should read Keeping Poultry and Rabbits on Scraps next?).
Meanwhile, our bizarre summer-in-winter has passed, and it is raining. Which also means my meringues are like glue and the meyer lemon curd wouldn’t quite set up, so no sweet recipes today!