We’re doomed

Breadmaker

My mother never met a kitchen appliance she didn’t want or eventually own. I’d largely escaped this affliction but lately I’m not so sure. Case in point: the bread maker, above. I was innocently browsing a garage sale recently. It spoke to me. I didn’t even discuss it with DH. It was coming home with us, period.

Bread

The first couple of loaves were okay. Then I landed on a recipe for Irish soda bread. It’s not traditional, classic soda bread but it’s fine in its own right. I made the fourth loaf yesterday. Now we’re having our bread knife sharpened and DH is constructing a bread cutting jig. There’s no turning back.

Summer pleasure

Raspberries

The raspberries at Greysmarsh Farm are ripening. I love raspberries and I love picking them. I’m a forager at heart. I also love reaching into the freezer and pulling out berries I’ve harvested. It’s fun to be surrounded by happy people picking, too. As I walk down the rows of plants as I pick I hear snippets of conversations. I lost track of how many times I heard “vanilla ice cream” as I picked. Perfect pairing!

I came home with over five pounds. The raspberry sorbet I made is already gone. I may have to find some vanilla ice cream. There are some raspberries waiting for their gastronomic soul mate.

Inside Fudd’s

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Last week I posted a photograph of the front of Fudd’s, a new fish and chips restaurant on West Washington. Earlier this week I was downtown and hungry. There was Fudd’s. The photo above was my “smokey chowder.” One word: Yum! They were out of clam chowder but this seafood chowder was no second best. Great flavor, plenty of clams and rich without the pasty glop that is sometimes passed off as chowder.

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DH opted for fish and chips. This was the “small” version. They also offer a medium and large. The fish was fresh and lightly coated. I had a little taste and I’d like to try it again. Usually I don’t care much for the chips. These were very tasty, nicely seasoned and crunchy. I had french fry envy. Nothing seemed greasy, one of the reasons I usually avoid fried foods.

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The inside of the restaurant is simple but clean. The prices seemed reasonable.

Somethin’ fishy

Fudds

Kiwi’s Fish and Chips changed hands this spring and it’s now Fudd’s. A young couple with background in the food industry has taken it over, promising fresh tasting fish and reasonable prices. The buzz on Facebook and Yelp so far is pretty good. My shadow, shown in the shot above, is about as close as I got to the front door. It was closed when I came by. I’ve not done any taste testing. Any locals care to report?

Tiger, tiger burning bright

Tiger shrimp

Before I leave the Fred Telonicher Marine Laboratory, I’ll introduce you to a living tiger shrimp. It’s front and center in the shot above, brown and shiny, almost camouflaged. But it proudly stands there almost waiting for its portrait to be taken. In the background are some gorgeous strawberry anemones.

I eat cooked shrimp in virtually every shape and form. Looking this cute little guy in the eye hasn’t exactly changed my appetite but, gee…doesn’t he seem to have personality?