Apparently, our air-conditioning unit is not all that wonderful, because it has frozen over, which is exactly what happened last year...on and off, all summer long...starting right about this time. And the funny thing is, I can't usually tell if it's working or not because I'm so cold-natured that Manley will come home from work horrified that it's 95 degrees inside and look at me like the delirious old lady I am one day destined to become. I don't know what to say! I love the heat. I flourish in it like a wild crepe myrtle.
Colleen's wedding was so beautiful. It was the most beautifully crystally sapphire blue-skied day I've seen in a long time. Those pies above? Wowzers. Amaretto pies made by my friend Hannah's family restaurant in Chattanooga. Hannah made the ganache frosted cupcakes and the sweet Saint Germaine cake (the one with the deer on top!). The reception took place at Samary Plantation, about 45 minutes south of town, and folks were just pinching themselves the whole time. The whole place is straight out of a dream. And there were horses!I made the yummiest supper last night. It was just these red lentils, and I served them alongside fragrant tarragon and lemon quinoa. The lentils were so easy! You basically just boil them until they're all smashy and soft, and then you cook onions and garlic separately (I sauteed mine in the cast iron with lots of butter). The recipe says to puree the lentils in a blender, but I just squashed them around with a wooden spoon until they were the consistency of sweet potato casserole (and very much the color of it , too). Then you just stir in the onions and garlic. I really like lentils and I've cooked with them quite a bit...all different sorts...but I've never cooked smashy red lentils and certainly didn't know what I was missing!
I got two plants in the mail today that I'm really excited about...this snowball that I'm hoping will grow heavy and frowzy next to our front door, and this cultivar of confederate jasmine, which is supposed to do well in middle Tennessee. I don't feel like I'm going to make a habit of ordering plants online or anything, but it's easy to get overly enthusiastic this time of year. Tomorrow is our official, on-the-calendar day to start digging in our yard, and this is the most excited I've ever been about that kind of thing. My mother tells me it grows on you, a little bit each year, pun probably intended. Well. I'm happy to let it :)
Happy weekends to all of you!!!