October Fun With Deb, Pt 3. Batter Blaster.

Ever since my previous post bringing some of the latest good ol' American products to you, Deb was intrigued by the Batter Blaster. Pancakes in a can, and "good for you" too ;-). So she went off to Kroger one day and returned with the goods.
It's sorta foamy.
Baked up all right after a few rounds.
Came out to mixed reviews.
Score: 8 for level of fun (still turned out to be cooking), 6 for taste, 5 for texture.

Thanks, Deb, for the experiment and for cooking them up for us. The children would have scored this 10 for fun, but they didn't have to clean up.

October Fun With Deb, Pt 2. Krohn Conservatory

October Fun With Deb, Pt 1 Buca Di Beppo

My sister Deb flew all the way from Australia, with her baby Seth, to stay with us for three whole weeks. Her dear hubby took good care of the other four young children back home.

What a guy!! Thanks!!I have a few pictures to show you from when she was here, but of course we had a lot of fun that wasn't captured on camera. Cameras are a bit intrusive.

Anyway, one fine day Daddy was off work and we went to this amazing little restaurant, Buca Di Beppo. We've been there before, about a decade ago, and had wanted to go back ever since.
The place is a little hard to describe but, essentially, it's Italian kitsch and good food.

Preps

I am happy -- so happy Deb is coming to visit!

Making it pretty for her this week. I've been really busy, and still haven't taken any pics.

I am sure the next few weeks will be full of fun n photos for you guys back home.

Does She Look Like Her Sister?

Enough that they could be sisters....lol

Obligatory Post

This is for you, Deb.

There are no pics, because I haven't taken any.

It's autumn, did you know that? The days are shortening, the dark is lengthening, the temperature is cooling, the furnace is heating.

Leaves are falling. Whoop-de-do. Now I catch glimpses of cars zooming down the freeway, and soon I'll see the whole screaming stream of traffic. Yay for me.

Mosquitoes are biting, squirrels are hoarding, trees are dying or drying or dropping or falling. Clouds are gathering, sunshine is weakening.

Somebody, somewhere, is glad it's autumn. Somebody, somewhere, is happy to see colors changing, and pumpkins, and to be playing in the leaves. Somebody, somewhere, wants to enjoy hot chocolate in front of the blazing fire. Somebody, somewhere, is looking forward to the first snow and icicle eaves.

Yep, all those precious things reminding us that this is autumn, again, in America.

This is autumn. Again. In America.