The days are pushing 100 plus in Missoula lately and I find it creepy. It was a balmy 81 degrees in my house when I went to bed last night. I usually despise the stale, fake feeling of air-conditioned environments but I am becoming increasingly interested in spending a lot of time in those spaces. Andy says that since I have some of him in me, I am changing. His examples include: I now like ice in my water whereas for the last ten years that he has known me, I have routinely sent water back in restaurants unable to tolerate anything other than room temp; I can’t get enough San Pellegrino–a company that I think Andy should seek sponsorship from because every single day in the summer, he cracks a bottle open, pours it in a glass with a pinch of lime and declares it the most satisfying taste sensation he has ever experienced; and now I like air conditioning. There is some of him in me.
One great thing about this heat is the affect on my edible garden! My zucchinis are growing about an inch a day. It is wild.
Carrots are growing strong and my peppers are just peeking out of their flowers. I will have enough basil to cook a pesto dinner for 200. My sweet peas are too hot against my garage; they are dry and sadly struggling to produce one flower at a time. Summer squash will be ready in a week or two.
Well I have witnessed the move to icy beverages and can attest to any disbelievers – however the picture of the lovely Andy Cline sipping on his Pellegrino water and declaring it the most satisfying taste sensation he has ever experienced, every. single. day. makes me giggle.
I must sign off now and find myself a nice, cool, frosty refreshment of some sort.
Mmmmm frosty beverage..
Homer J. Simpson