Christmas on the Mount ++

I imagine this is a long standing tradition on the mountain top. Cathy let me take a santa up yesterday (that's him at about 11 o'clock). The mornings have been clearer this week, must be the wind. The valley looked like it was in HDTV the last two mornings. You can see as far as the mountains will let you. Makes for a slower decent and late arrival for my other morning commitments. It takes a lot of time when you're stopping to smell every single rose.

Here's some of the latest bobJuan notes from the kitchen:

No creates as fast as Yes

It takes more than black-eyed peas to make a dish southern.

Unless you work for Campbells,
every pot of soup you make is one of a kind.

Better garlic quote.
I’m leery of any sissy ass recipe that calls for one clove of minced garlic.

I caught Angel doing yoga this morning,
she was doing dog pose.