'Startled Cub'

We have a trap on the premises, people. Installed by the Fabulous people at Michigan's DNR. Right next to infamous 'startled cub' honeybee hives.

I hope this bear cannot read.

This morning the trap had triggered so we peeked in it, couldn't see anything, called the ph number to notify the authorities.  It was a raccoon. A raccoon who feasted on molasses and bacon and doughnuts. A very very smart raccoon.

Will keep you posted in the event that my honey thief returns.

okay, i guess it wasn't a joke after all.

Look who I just saw in my backyard.

sweet as...

Ladies and Gents, we have honey in the hives.  After last year's poor performance, I decided to give it another go. And we've been coasting along for about a month. 

But this is how I found the hives this morning...

Toppled & tumbled, but luckily not destroyed.  I don't know if I'm overreacting, but just last night I read on Annarbor.com that there were two separate black bear sightings only three miles from my house.  Could this be? a bear?  I don't know what did this, but something else wanted honey. 

So this morning, I put my sexy white suit on - and walked out there, only to find that nothing was broken only disassembled.  And to my surprise, honey.  Honey is in the frames. I scraped three square inches off one foundation to find

I was giggling as I walked back to the house, tasting it all the way. 

It's straining off in the kitchen now.  Beautiful and Delicious!

sometimes even a yankee...

Sometimes even a Yankee craves hush.puppies and cornmeal breaded fish.  Lake perch in this case from Bayport Fish Company.  It is supposedly never frozen - taken right from Saginaw bay which leads into Lake Huron. I picked it up on Wednesday at the Ann Arbor Farmers' Market.  Sometimes this seller is also available at the Lunasa online farmers' market.

This fish was flaky and wonderfully mild.  First dusted with seasoned flour, bathed in tabasco spiked buttermilk, then shaken in a bag of cornmeal and salt.  Fried in two inches of peanut oil.  The breading was a perfect compliment to the fish.  Sometimes a thick batter can mask the delicate (or purposely hide the disappointing) smells and taste of seafood.  This fish, however, needed very little breading. 

The little man swiping a filet off the platter while I was trying to take a photo.  

He was very pleased with himself.

Homemade tartar sauce, hot sauce, a fresh tomato and spinach salad, and an Alabama Fizz made this meal very complete.  Tomatoes courtesy of Carpenter's Greenhouse and Organic Produce, one of my favorite guys at the f.market, who already has delicious tomatoes thriving.

Thanks to Donald Link for the fabulous recipe for hushpuppies.  We are northerners, but these were the best we had ever tasted. 

 

What a day!

This is the Michigan that I love.


A2 farmers market





Lunch on the patio :: caprese salad