Why goatygoat?? The question is, why not goatygoat? Goatygoat is a spring in your step, a roll in the grass, and a tin can for dinner. Goatygoat enjoys candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. Goatygoat lives in the now! Goatygoat is all this, and more.
Hummingbird Feeder
I got this as a gift from Olivia for my bridal shower in Minnesota. Or, rather, Ollie took the time to hop online and find a boutique in my town, so I wouldn’t have to carry anything back on the plane. This is what I picked out with her gift certificate.
It’s made of recycled glass, and the birds love it!
Heirloom Tomatoes
I love these lumpy, discolored tomatoes more than just about any other foodstuff on earth, with the possible exception of soft, stinky cheese. More on that later. These tomatoes taste like tomatoes are supposed to…acidic, tangy, with a finish of earthiness that makes me think of childhood. Also, they’re pretty, which is more than can be said for the mealy pink tasteless circles of tomato that you get on your Big Mac.
Plastic Yard Flamingos
My yard is covered in these awful creatures. I love them. Our neighbor’s kid takes pleasure in rearranging them a few times a week, so I never know where they’ll be when I open the front gate. We’ll probably never live in another neighborhood where it’s acceptable, downright encouraged, to have a yard full of the ‘mingos, so it’s now or never for the Mingos Dynasty.
Soft, Stinky Cheese
Seastack from Mt. Townsend Creamery is where it’s at, kids. This stuff has a vegetable ash rind, a very smooth liquidy first layer, and an earthy-tasting inner cheese that’s to die for. Even Randy, man-who-likes-few-cheeses, asks for this one.
Friday, June 19, 2009 at 12:00PM Elaine was a lady who attended my church. I remember that she was the superstar of the church choir and had the warbliest vibrato voice I’d ever heard. In my little-kid brain, I always associated her with Lady Elaine Fairchild from the Neighborhood of Make Believe on Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, even though she looked nothing like a gin-blossomed sock puppet.
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