That's right! I finally got a kitchen compost container! Now, what amounts to basically a garbage can for your kitchen counter may not excite most of you, but it does me! We've had a compost pile going in the yard for quite a while now, so I'm super excited to have a large, attractive, smell-proof container to hold my food scraps before Daniel takes it to dump on the compost pile. You would be amazed how much smaller your trash gets when you don't throw out those wonderful veggie scraps and coffee grounds! Veggies gone bad in the fridge? Just toss 'em in here! Hopefully, all this wonderful 'trash' is going to work wonders on my veggie garden this year! Woohoo! Enjoy your roses ladies, I'll take rotting fruit! :)
On the Sullivan/food front, I've had a few wins this week! He enjoyed an avocado pocketbook for dinner the other night, ate maybe a bite of pot roast, lots of baked sweet potato fries. I'll take my wins where I can get them.
On a side note, is my family the only family in America that calls a 'foldover' sandwich a pocketbook? You know, one piece of bread folded in half with stuff in side. While on our recent trip to the cabin with friends and their kids, I asked the children if they would like a peanut butter and jelly pocketbook and they thought I was nuts! Oh well...to each their own. I'm sticking with pocketbook!
