Recently, I've been reading about Bryndzové Halušky, a Slovakian national dish. I figured that any recipe consisting entirely of potatoes, cheese, and bacon could not possibly be a bad thing.
It's quite salty, but absolutely delicious.
Hobbes was very curious about it, but stopped short of taking a bite.
He looked at me as if to say, "Mama, you know I'm not supposed to eat bacon..."
I've been in such a cheesy mood lately.
One day, all I could think about was crackers with Brie spread. YUM!
Things have been going along quietly at home.
Our cats are as naughty as ever.
Three-year-old Maggie sleeps a lot during the day but charms us with her chirps and trills. 21-month-old Hobbes is still a live wire. He leaps off furniture and stalks food with a passion. But his early-morning snuggle sessions are delightful. Both cats enjoy sunrises and watching the birds every morning.
They've also discovered the tree frogs that frequent out sitting room window. The frogs (and hummingbird) often look in the windows to see what we're doing.