Pineapple Street

Today's dinner is brought to you by the letter P for Pineapple fruit. Why the pineapple? Because they're in season (from Hawaii), and we had a very ripe one sitting on the kitchen counter, just begging to be used.

So, every dish we had for dinner used, you guessed it, fresh pineapple. Hmm, how to plan the menu. I know Hawaiian sliders (mini burgers) with fresh green pepper, onion, and pineapple worked into the patty, served up with tropical breeze rice (rice with coconut and pineapple), and veggie kabobs (featuring fresh peppers, onion, zucchini, and pineapple). Now what did we have for dessert? You guessed it! A truly decadent pineapple upside-down cake. Absolutely delish! And we used the whole pineapple!

We said a sad goodbye to Waltzing Maltilda this weekend. She danced her last dance on Saturday after a brief illness. She is buried under the pine tree next to Dusty Cat. Speaking of germy things, Anni and I have both been battling wicked lack-of-spring colds. Pass the kleenex. And a heaping dose of sunny!

The rainy season is just refusing to let up here in the Seattle area. My warm weather plants (tomatoes, cukes, squashes, pumpkins, peppers, eggplants) are growing like crazy in the greenhouse, but it's too cold and wet to set them out in the garden. Meanwhile down in the garden, the rhubarb, peas, spinach, and strawberries are loving life.

Yesterday was Mother's Day. Ari had a work training which I needed to take her to; so I caught a movie and had sushi with my friend Lisa. The future farmers came through with flowers (my whole house smells like roses and lilies), chocolates, and a venti coffee as soon as my eyes pried themselves opened in the morning.