A GLIMPSE OF PHILLY

Time for another glimpse of Philly.

Well, they aren't Beagles.

This is scrapple.  A Philadelphia delicacy.  Mostly it's fried like this and served at breakfast.  It is called scrapple because it is made from -- well, uh, scraps left over from other pork products.  Like...  well, ears, snout, etc.  You either love it or hate it.  I'm not fond of it although I eat it, but Joe and my sister love it.  It doesn't taste bad at all.  I just don't like the texture.

Let's end with something a little prettier -- downtown Philly.  It really is a pretty city.

And that's it for this time.

Kathy

THE THURSDAY GARDEN

OK.  I'm doubling up again.  But I just had to show you my garden.  It's so lovely.

Today it went up to 90*F. (32*C.).  It is 8:30 p.m. and still warm.  The weather forecasts say this is the beginning of a 3 day heat wave.  I guess summer is really here.  Well... unofficially of course.

Before I show you my garden I want to show you the front of my neighbor's house.  They always do it up so beautifully.  They may not have a front lawn, but that does not stop them.  And they are lovely people too.

So, anyway, here's the photos I took of my garden this evening.

 

My new garden flag for June.  I put it up a little early.  Isn't it cute?

 

The tomatoes are up.  Hooray!

 

My pot of Dusty Miller and Marigolds are growing like crazy.

 

My pink rosebush is blooming profusely.  So pretty.

 

My neighbor put lights up along his fence.  It makes our garden look so pretty too.

 

Here's the hosta.  It has gotten huge!

 

A close-up of the pink roses.

 

Only one iris bloomed this year.  I think they are overcrowded.

Chive flowers.

We just got a new back door and a new awning.

It's so pretty at twilight, although I did get a couple of insect bites.  I'm trying hard not to scratch them.

 Early morning and early evening are the best times to be out there.  Otherwise it is just too hot.

Here's the end of a beautiful day.  Hope your evening is wonderful!

Kathy

MARIANNE STORIES #24

May 26
Funny thing happened in ShopRite this afternoon. I was in the olive oil aisle to pick up a bottle of California Ranch Extra Virgin Olive Oil, made completely from California grown olives, not a mix of olives or oils as many of the imported ones are. There was an attractive older man in the same area, spending a lot of time with his calculator and coupons. I didn't have a coupon for the olive oil, but I needed it. I excused myself, grabbed the bottle and continued down the aisle. At the end of the aisle I stopped to get the next item on my list. As I turned around, the man was running toward me, coupons in hand. 

"I noticed you got the California Ranch Olive Oil." 

"Yes, I like it very much, completely grown and produced in the US." 

"Do you have a coupon?" 

"No, I don't." 

"Well, I have a coupon. You may have it. It expires soon. I have another coupon for Oliveri. I was debating which one to use, but I decided on the Oliveri right now because it turns out to be cheaper. I do enjoy California Ranch, also. It is quite good. You might like to try Oliveri some time. At any rate, here is the coupon for California Ranch. It's for $1.00 off." 

This was one of the few times in my life that I was somewhat speechless. I thanked him, and he bowed and returned to the olive oils. I saw him again in another aisle. He gave me a broad smile. I held up the coupon and thanked him again. He nodded, bowed and said, "Any time! You are most welcome!" I'm surprised he noticed what I put in my cart, but then, most guys do seem to look at what I select.