Thursday This, That; TBT

 

After an afternoon and a night of steady rain, this morning is dry.  

I'm hoping to hop back on the lawnmower and mulch a few more thousand leaves and more tamarack needles today. 

Slowly but surely, I'll get 'er done. 

It shall be called Senañ Soup.

Senan, pictured below, is the chef at the Seaview Tavern in Malin Head, County Donegal, Ireland. 

When I tasted that vegetable soup, I asked for the recipe. 

He was nice enough to share, although he left it a little vague, which I think is probably a wise thing to do with veggie soup. 

After the rain sent me inside from mulching leaves yesterday, I spent the afternoon preparing the soup, using homegrown carrots, green beans and mashed potatoes, along with all the basic ingredients like stock, leeks, onions, garlic, etc. 

By golly, it looked somewhat like Senañ's soup, maybe slightly different and probably not as tasty as his.  After all he's a chef; I'm a soup novice. 

Bill and I both approved of our first bowls of Senañ soup. 

I'm thinking about setting some aside and adding some pumpkin to see what that tastes like. 

I think the soup is pretty flexible, once you figure out the basics AND you have to season to your individual taste. 

Twas a success, and I think Senañ for sharing. 

Good soup.

 

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Thursday Throwbacks, from the photo libraries.  

A few years ago, the Baker brothers rode their bikes from one coast to another, with the ultimate reward:  eating Maine lobster. 

They stopped off for a day of relaxing at the Lovestead while on the trip. 

Bob, on the right, graduated from West Point with my brother Mike. 

The trio stayed in our new old motorhome and liked it just fine. 

Below:  this scene should be replayed later this month at the Mennonite Craft Sale north of Bonners Ferry. 

We learned after a couple of years that it's important to get there early because they sell out lots of goodies very quickly. 

This is Adam Finney.  

He lives up the road from me with his grandfather Gary. 

Adam has helped us out with putting hay in the barn. 

This photo was taken when he graduated from Sandpoint High School. 

He now has his law degree from the University of Idaho and practices in what has to be Finney, Finney and Finney downtown. 

I'm a big fan of Adam.

Below:  the Love family attended a Cubs game at Wrigley Field. 

The Cubs lost that day but won the World Series later that year.  

These folks were featured as "Natives and Newcomers" one year in Sandpoint Magazine.  

Kyle, Ariel, Shirley and Doug. 

I loved that assignment. 

BTW:  Trish is the winter edition coming out this week?

My beloved mare Lily.  

Below the lady she's named after---my grandmother Lily aka Lilian Short Halter. 

The Love family on a Montana outing on the day of our 50th anniversary. 

My teaching friend Judy and her granddaughter. 

Below:  sometimes ya gotta just scratch your head and wonder what to do with all this "guidance." 

Over the years, Lori would sometimes drive one or two of Gary Finney's Percherons over to our place and trot through the fields. 

It was always a welcome treat to watch the big horses perform. 

Below:  my lovely Lefty. 

My very last class of English students when I retired after the year 2001-2002. 

They were juniors then. I've kept track of several of them, and, believe me, there are some amazing stories, especially that one making the face in the front row.  

He's truly a hero to us all after serving and sacrificing in Iraq. 

Brandon lost both legs in an explosion, but he's never let the incident get him down. He has a beautiful family and has won medals as a handicapped skier in the X-Games. 

Below:  this photo of Mary Faux was taken about eight years ago when she was honored as one of Sandpoint's Women of Wisdom. 

Today she turned 97. 

I told Mary in her birthday greeting that I hope to be as vibrant as she when I'm 97. 

Mary is an amazing women with a wonderful sense of humor and a whole lot of class. 

Happy Birthday, Mary. 

The last three photos were taken last year in Portugal, at a beach on the west coast, in Lisbon and at a pay restroom, complete with guards. 

The bathroom scene is one of my most favorite photo moments every.  At least three languages were spoken in that waiting line.