Nakoma is a golf resort and lodge in Northern California. The main attraction is that it was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. Apparently, the plans were uncovered at some point and the investors of this resort bought the rights to the plans. The Lodge is quite spectacular. Apparently, the golf course, named the Dragon, is one of the more challenging ones in the country. Also, it is for really rich people as witnessed by us.
We had dinner at the Lodge and it was a disaster. The roasted garlic plate was good, not great. My French onion soup I sent back as it was yucky and the Ceasar salad was weird in that the romaine lettuce was chopped or shredded really. I ate about a third. All in all not impressive which was too bad as it is a unique experience. Maybe we hit an off night.
Then we headed the next day to Quincy and had breakfast at our favorite place. I shopped the co- op a little while B worked and then we headed home. It was a lovely fall drive.
Well, it seems to be working. There are bubbles which mean it’s fermenting. This is day 2, so I’ll check it tomorrow. In the quart Ball jar, it’s supposed to be anywhere from 3 days to 10. I’ll taste it tomorrow and then on day 3 and just till it tastes like sauerkraut. I started another batch this morning as one head does compress down to one quart Ball jar. So far, so good.
B and our son are heading up to Quincy for the big Sierra Sun Festival. They’re bringing the tent trailer and have a spot a friend of B’s know from the coop. Too many people and noise for me. I’m perfectly happy at home putzing around, watering the gardens and tidying.
I’m going to head over to the koffee klatch and see if anyone shows up. It’s been 3 weeks since I last went so, I’ll catch up on library gossip.
Tonight my daughter gets home @ 7 so I was going to make zucchini fritters from the garden and ???
I’m not going to the gym today (my regular day) but will tomorrow. I’m sorta off schedule.
So, I forgot about simple Sunday,as I was in the middle of making bread, cleaning, reading and do some decluttering. I’m back to bread making as our weather is so much cooler. It has been really lovely. But sunrise and sunset are later and earlier. We’re sitting out by the fire again and then I’m coming in to watch a show @ 8pm. I finished Grantchester which was great. If you like Acorn/BBC, it’s excellent. Then we watched Stranger Things, a Netflix original. Just okay, if you don’t like supernatural stuff, just skip it.
I’m making the sourdough no knead bread. the loaf I made yesterday was kinda flat, but the taste was so good. I watched you tube on the bread making and someone used a bread basket thing to do the final rise in. This is quite a wet dough so I think just leaving it on the bread board for the final rise didn’t work out. So today I have it in a bowl and then will roll out. I might see how much one of the bread basket things are. I also forgot to put the cast iron pot in the oven to preheat and that’s probably why it didn’t puff up. Right now I have it in there for 40 minutes. So, it came out pretty flat again, and I think the water/sourdough/flour ratio is off. I checked Jim Layey’s bread and it’s about 1/4 less liquid, and I’m guessing that’s it. The taste is terrific ,though.
I’m in the kitchen zone this week. Always my biggest area as its cleaning the stove cabinets, refrigerator etc. I’m getting ready to go start it.
Then I need to go into town to the store for a few things. My daughter and I are doing a mini get away up to Quincy to Ada’s. So since there’s a kitchen we’ll do a grilled chicken, mac and cheese and a wedge salad. So I need to get the items for this.
Then I went out to the barn yesterday and I’m trying to get memorabilia down to one bin instead of two. Also, I’m going to be ruthless with the Life magazines. I need to get it to maybe 4 bins. Right now it’s down to 8. since I started with 40, I guess that’s good. I wish I could find a collector who loves them as much as I do.
I just read ” Cooking for Picasso”. Its a pretty good book about a young girl who cooks for Picasso when he escaped from Paris for personal reasons. He’s about 55 at this point and quite famous. She’s about 17 and of course becomes enamoured. It’s an interesting read and I enjoyed it quite a bit. Now I’m reading another Icelandic mystery by Indridason. this writer is AMAZING. I read every word and for me that’s unusual.
Check out his books. i just saw he put one out this year.