Produce-o-rama
Holy crap.
This weekend I baked a peach pie (the remaining half of which is in the fridge), made sufficient pesto to serve us for 15 pesto-centric meals, and there’s about a gallon of tomato sauce simmering on the stove right now. I made only a small dent in the tomato crop, though. It looks like our coworkers are going to get some tomatoes foisted on them.
I’m tired. I hope nobody expects me to cook dinner.
