Readers, Welcome to my blog (formerly Birds, Blooms, Books, etc). I'm entering a new decade taking on the challenge of moving from Maryland after living there 46 years and learning about my new home here in New England in the Live Free or Die state - New Hampshire. Join me as a write this new chapter of my life.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

What to Do with All the Peppers


Yesterday I picked a basket of peppers.  Most of them a a mild jalapeño.  This morning I realized that the cheese stuffed ones we had last night would work frozen so I went to work.

Cutting off the tops and digging out the seeds.


Here are the ones seeded awaiting cheese.


Stuffed them with Pepper Jack cheese.




A tray full ready to be frozen.


Next batch awaiting seeding and stuffing.


Come winter I'll pop some in the oven at 400º and roast them.
They will be delightful!

Monday, September 28, 2015

Pick a Peck

How does that tongue twister go?

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
How many pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick?

Well, mine weren't pickled but there sure were a lot.


Tonight we had 4 stuffed with Monterey Jack cheese with jalapeño and one sliced in our salad.  Many more to be eaten.

Joining Harvest Monday

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Ukrainian Church in Baltimore


The gold domes really stand out.  They caught my eye as I walked along the Baltimore Harbor.  I had to google gold domes in Baltimore to discover the name of the church: St. Michael the Archangel Ukrainian Orthodox Church.  The founding of the church dates to the 19th century but this building was built at the end of the last century.

Note: people in row houses in Baltimore like to build decks on their rooftops to enjoy the view of the harbor.  There are several in this photo.


Friday, September 25, 2015

What's This? (8)


Captured in the Fells Point neighborhood of Baltimore last Saturday when we had a walk along the harbor from Canton to Fells Point.  At first sighting I thought it was a bar on wheels.  Then realized it was a large pedicab where the passengers do the pedaling.



But can you imagine pedaling over these cobblestones?  Ouch!


We stopped in the visitor center in Fells Point, used the facilities, admired the exhibits, and on our way back to Canton the "pedal mill" was still there with no takers.