I did it. I finally did it. (No, I did not “see the light” and switch allegiances to The Donald. And I most certainly did not decide that Ms. Davis is the Second Coming.)
No, rather, I finally accomplished something I have been attempting for the last ten months.
I found a grain-free drop biscuit recipe that is SO close to the to-die-for buttermilk biscuits I used to make that everyone (read–the three of us) at the table last night couldn’t stop smiling. It was a REALLY good dinner. Roasted pork tenderloin with a garam masala rub, roasted garlic carrots and DIVINE biscuits. Holy crow were they good. There was one tiny, eeensy, weensy, little insignificant detail. I used real butter and milk instead of dairy substitutes. So not completely allergy-free, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed this doesn’t bother the darling diva of a daughter’s dermatome. We shall see today.
In other news, Buck continues to do well. The dog is truly amazing. He’s got a huge incision on his flank and sutures in an eyelid that must be so irritating. He’s taking all these meds and he still just motors along. An inspiration to be sure.
The aspen leaves are falling, but nothing pretty to speak of. At least not here anyway. There are some spots over the top of Rabbit Ears Pass that are turning beautiful colors, but in general, a lot of the trees’ leaves were simply too dry. So they’re just falling off, slightly yellowed, dry and crispy. Visions of fire are dancing in my head. Not a nice way to fall asleep. I knew I should not have looked at pictures of the California fires before going to bed. Dumb, dumb, dumb.
Thankfully though, it rained last night. And is now cool and breezy this morning. I’m not sure if more rain is on the way, but I’ll take what we can get. It is getting VERY dry out there. I had sort of become lackadaisical regarding fires and evacuation lists and a bag packed by the door because we had so much rain in July. But I need to remember that things could change in the blink of any eye (see latest California fire) and I need to be ready to leave at a moment’s notice.
Well, that’s enough of the happy, happy this morning, eh?
I’ll head back to finding more divine Paleo-inspired, grain-free recipes for the family.
Blessings be.
