Baking soda is my new best friend.
After a tragic red wine incursion on my husband’s part on the kitchen counter, I thought for sure the white laminate was done for. Alas, baking soda is my new savior. I don’t think I’ve ever before accessed its truly miraculous cleansing powers. Nor have I so closely examined my kitchen counter, though we’ve lived here for a year! Or maybe it’s just never been clean enough for me to notice the subtle pattern in it 😉
Red wine disaster averted (for the time being – don’t ask 😕 ), we enjoyed a homemade ‘gravy’ from homegrown tomatoes (thanks to my husband’s coworker) and a loaf of delicious peasant bread from a local farm. Good stuff.
2 thoughts on “Scenes from September 8”
The flying nun! I made a bread dip out of a loaf like that in VT last month. So 1985!
Mmmm . . . I would like to take a dip in that!