Saturday Yeah

So I snuck a sneaky 9 minutes this morning, smacked that snooze at 6 am and went back to sleep. How does that happen, you are blasted awake with the shrill of an iPhone, manage to find the snooze button (and don’t forget that without my glasses I can’t see shit) and then go back to full sleep. I find it difficult enough to get to sleep, I am usually exhausted by 8 at night, those 5 am get-ups during the week followed by the hours at work leave me that way. But lay my head down at 8 pm and it is a marathon to get to the snore stage.

So Up and at my coffee, I emptied the beans that Anna had put in the coffee machine (thanks for not sharing my coffee with the visitors bub) and replaced them with another Market Lane coffee called Mbilima. This coffee is out of Rwanda and comes from a women’s collective.

Contemplated a walk this morning, but the rain last night and the fact when I went outside I could not see the stars, persuaded me that it might be not the best idea, funny enough, I was wrong. The morning turned out lovely.

It was a quick trip to Hanwood to the butchers to stock up. I bought two scotch fillet steaks, a cryo-vac pack of the house bacon, some of their continental sausages and the piece de resistance marrow bone. Got to say Ben and the boys at Hanwood Butchery went over and above on the marrow bones this morning. I had ordered them last week and they had forgotten, but the champs that they are, they took some meat out for me, boned it out and split the bones longways for me.

A quick trip to Woolies to pick up some bread, butter and a Litre bottle of Nudie Pulp Free OJ and I was set to come home and make breakfast. This morning it was bacon and sausages with eggs easy over (man I have to work on Sunny side up, Anna says I have to turn down the flame and be patient) on a bought sourdough, this is no way as good as the homemade version Anna makes.

This morning I had to go for an eye test, I have a transport license and someone along the line advised the RTA that I had cataracts, which I do but they are of no consequence. I passed that examination and even my eyes sight had stayed pretty much the same. So no new glasses and flying pass for the test. So I keep my commercial license.

Well, the afternoon came and went, the lawns were a trauma, and the suckhole whipper snipper needs to have the cutting cord fixed at least once every time I use it. It didn’t fail this time. A quick perusal of the fuel situation saw a 1/3 of a tank of petrol in the mower and none in the can. The wipper snipper was dry and there was enough to fill it up in the can. The edger was she’ll be right, I only need to do a bit and no fuel in the can. Well, I got the whipper-snipping done, the back lawn done it was time to tackle the front lawn. Edger and the lawnmower marched to the front of the house, I went to start the edger. It fired tentatively and then died. Anna is constantly telling me I have no judgment on distance, volume or other items that need to be estimated and again I proved her right. There was enough fuel in the tank to have it run for a total of 3 seconds and that was it. At least I got the lawns done, sans the front edges and it won’t have to be done for a month, time enough to fill up the fuel cans and mix two-stroke.

The bone marrow butter is done. Confit garlic cooked, bone marrow roasted and butter softened. We mixed this all together and came up with the butter. For the final test, I used the sourdough that I bought this morning toasted it and tried it. To be honest, it is alright.. nothing special really but at the end of the day we have tried another gourmet product and that’s what I like to do.

Remember to LOVE LIFE!!