1. Before I read Chapter 1 of The Botany of Desire today, I basically knew the following about apples: I love biting into them, they taste great with peanut butter, I enjoy apples and cinnamon (apple pies and other baked apple desserts and in a bowl of oatmeal), and that they go great, when baked, with pork chops and pork roasts.
Now I know so much more about the apple's genetic history, the story of John Chapman, also known as Johnny Appleseed, the countless varieties of apples, how grafting works, and how the number of varieties of apples has shrunk because of which varieties sell the best in grocery stores.
Next up in this book: tulips.
2. Debbie and I attended Burger Night at the Elks late this afternoon. We sat with Ed and saw a host of other friends and acquaintances. As always, I thoroughly enjoyed the scene and especially enjoyed the burger. It's not a monster burger. It's not a slider either but occupies that perfect spot in burger sizing where it satisfies my hunger but doesn't leave me feeling stuffed.
And it tastes great.
3. We dropped in at The Lounge and it was an especially great time for Debbie. She visited a couple of tables and had great conversations with different people. I didn't mingle. I was happy sitting at the bar, nursing a Bud Zero, and having a pleasant mix of quiet time and conversations with Cas and some patrons who stopped by to chat.
As we arrived home, Debbie told me that she wished we'd stopped at Yoke's, that chips and ice cream would make this a perfect evening.
I agreed and volunteered to go over to the store and I returned with barbecue chips and salted caramel ice cream and that's how we topped off our night on the town in Kellogg.
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