Kum and Get Em
I am a Gatherer! Today I got up early and went poaching. I mean the real, illegal kind of poaching - not that thing you do with boiling water and eggs.* Yes, I am brave enough to steal fruit of another man's tree... and yes, there are kumquats growing here! I have located three bushes/trees within a 1 mile radius from my apartment. I don't know how long they are going to last, so I'm acting now. The only trouble is that my heart rate really gets up there (I'm stealing - STEALING!!!), and so I can only stand to take a handful at a time. And I have small hands. But how many kumquats can a girl actually eat in one day, without gastrointestinal distress? As I walked back home today with my suspiciously bumpy and protruding pockets, I realized that there is a biological explanation for my interest in collecting citrus and olives and figs and everything else I see within reach on a branch. We're all just hunter-gatherers! And I am doing my gatherer bit very well, thank you. xox
*has anyone ever had any success poaching an egg like Julia Child? She just swirls the boiling water around and pops the egg in, and voila. A wrinkly, white poached mass emerges. This does NOT work for me.
*has anyone ever had any success poaching an egg like Julia Child? She just swirls the boiling water around and pops the egg in, and voila. A wrinkly, white poached mass emerges. This does NOT work for me.