September! Bright skies, cold mornings, and finally appropriate weather to make the shit I love to cook. Tonight I'm making this Moroccan shaksuka - I've been doing green shaksuka all summer with big bundles of chard, tomatillos, queso fresco, jalapenos, and smoked hot sauce dumped over it all (over rice) but I'm glad to play around with the red version. I've got a bunch of San Marzano tomatoes that I grew, plus roasted red peppers from the farmer's market, and I'm going to make these tiny little lamb meatballs to put in it and serve with flatbread and cucumber salad. Can you tell I'm writing this really hungry? 

I'm in a lot better mood since I discovered what NPR tells me is "quiet quitting" while I update my resume and look for new work. Right now, I'm over in Ali's yard letting the goofus dogs run around and play wrestlemania. Her neighbor's giant pot plants are towering over the fence, almost as tall as me. The dogs are happy; they've been good today, and it's nice to let them crash around like they like to. Bean goes home Friday night or Saturday morning. I will miss him. 

This weekend won't be too much. I want to go downtown tomorrow night and sit out in the street before they stop doing that for the season. Saturday is some farmer's market and maybe planting the half dozen pepper plants Rach dumped on my porch for some reason, then to Chris's for dinner. I always like going over there; they have such a pretty garden and the kiddo is cute.