Too cold, too wet, too hot. Goldilocks would have been right at home on our roof gardens in 2009.
As the year turns, we spend more time in the kitchen. Yesterday we cooked some pheasant breasts hunted by a friend, with onions, olives, capers, and preserved lemon.
Bruce made this eggnog. Art found the Myer's Rum.
Here's to a bountiful 2010. May all your SIPs bear mightily.