These kittens jump in my son's laundry basket every chance they get.
I wonder if it's the socks?
My friend, Kerry, correctly ID'd this plant from yesterday's post.
My husband does just about everything with an eggplant (everything food-wize, that is).
Parmesan, marinated salad, or just sliced, breaded and fried.
Yes, eggplant, aka, aubergine, is pretty to look at, but it's not for me to eat. Blech.
It's bitter and the texture is spongy. I just can't take it.
One website I visited to find interesting facts said that long ago people thought eggplant was linked to
insanity, cancer, and leprosy.
Sounds like a good reason for me to just shoot it and find something else to eat.