Upon a Sunny Day

While I could write about my aversion to bumper stickers that say things like “Don’t spread my wealth, spread my work ethic” and “My blue heeler is smarter than your honor student”, I will instead write about something dull, like what I ate for dinner.

No one else is home, so I decided to make myself a frittata.  I got turned onto these this summer, when I checked Mediterranean Harvest out of the library.  I stopped by our community garden plot this evening, picked a couple tomatoes, and came home, ready to cook. 

I decided to add a slice of toast to my plate, topping it with my mother’s homemade peach jelly.  

{Hers is the absolute best}