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Pop Up- Up Date
Yesterday I cooked and cooked and cooked. I even packed my own apron and knives in preparation. Getting used to other peoples ovens is such a chore. My little helper wore his apron too and is the Bossy Breadcrumb Basher. Today my daughter Sopsta flies in from Melbourne, (I just spoke to her – she…
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The Great New Zealand Barbeque
All us expats live with two homes. Lucky us. Unlucky us. We can meet and eat and laugh and drink with some of the most important people in our entire lives at the great New Zealand barbie, set in an urban vegetable garden with wine and laughter and still worry about the ones we love and have left…
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Kids and Toys
Kids and Toys. Toys and Kids. I miss the farmy already. But I will be getting ready to go home in a week. So no time for missing. I think that our new cow will be arriving back at the farmy in the next few days. I will get Jake to take a photo for…
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Gusts!
I am here. Arrived safely, had a whirlwind of a day yesterday and now we are on Day Two already. Wellington, New Zealand. The home of the gusty wind. So there was no ferry ride out to the island after I got off the plane, the weather was inclement and the sea, choppy. (and I…
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In between Time
I am sitting in my hotel room in Los Angeles, California. I have a long list of paper work that is not really paper work it is all done on the computer but you know what I mean. First order of the day for us is to write the questionnaire for potential woofers. Young women…
The Kitchen's Garden 