Huckleberry Lemonades

Deliciousness.

Huckleberry Lemonade

  • Fresh Huckleberries
  • Lemonade
  • Ice
  • Huckleberry vodka, optional

Muddle fresh huckleberries. Add ice, vodka, and lemonade. 

Forrest was excited for huckleberry lemonade
“Hey! Where’s mine?!”

Missoula

Last weekend we decided to go to Missoula to spend the weekend with Glenn and Terry. After work we hopped in the jeep and headed over the pass. We stopped at the Natural Pier Bridge in Alberton for a stretch break. Sprocket was less than pleased that we made him stay out of the river but it was flowing hard! (And we didn’t particularly want to arrive at Glenn and Terry’s with Wet Dog.)

Once we got to their house, Glenn pulled out some leftovers for a really yummy dinner. Their kitchen began to fill as Buck and Sue arrived, then Terry came home from work, then another friend, Brandon, joined us. Cocktail hour had stretched into cocktail evening!

The next morning we relaxed with coffee and discussed (debated?) some current Missoula events before heading off to the farmer’s market. When we’d lived in Missoula I hadn’t realized that the farmers markets (there are three downtown on Saturdays) were such an event! There was great looking produce everywhere punctuated with some cheese and local meat as well as ready to eat food—I enjoyed a breakfast burrito and F tried a French sausage. Both were awesome!

After the farmer’s markets, we met at Buck’s house to take the dogs hiking in Pattee Canyon. Sprocket wasn’t much into playing with the other dogs but really seemed to like getting out and moving around. There were quite a few people out and about. After our hike, we ran some errands (Home Depot, Harbor Freight, Petco) as we do when we’re “in town” and picked up some steaks at Costco for dinner.

Dinner turned into an awesome evening! The original plan of steak, potatoes and bread turned into a feast. Terry decided to make some salsa verde and guacamole for appetizers. Then we decided to cook some morels that were growing in the yard (yes, morels in the yard). Then Buck and Sue brought a salad. Yummy awesome goodness. We all pitched in on cooking as best we could (which meant Forrest and I followed the directions we were given). Wine and conversation flowed and tons of food was consumed. I think I ate from 4pm until about 8pm without stopping. The evening was capped off with strawberry rhubarb cobbler. When we finally made it to bed I was stuffed.

The next morning the feasting continued. We had steak (even better after more marinating!) and scrambled eggs (with fresh herbs and cheese)! Brandon even came over to join us and brought the fixings for mimosas.

Forrest and I had been hoping to get a hike in on the way home but since it was pouring down rain, we settled for a stop in Alberton to visit the Montana Valley Book Store (packed full of books of questionable quality at sort of expensive prices). I did come away with a copy of William O. Douglas’ My Wilderness: East To Katahdin though.

In the end we had a lovely weekend. Thank you so much to Glenn and Terry for hosting us! We had a blast.

Wedding Cake and Sisterhood

My best friend from high school got married last Friday. The ceremony was lovely and moving. The reception was held at their home (mini-farm!) and featured fabulous food and wine, and a great dance party (early to bed me danced until 3am). There was also a wedding cake made by Katie, the bride, with a little help from The Sisterhood.

Katie, Kaitlin, and I dubbed ourselves The Sisterhood back in high school. We were fantastic friends who gallivanted around the Pacific Northwest checking out Victoria’s Parliament building, skinny dipping, hiking, and making pilgrimages to Powell’s. In college, we met up in Switzerland, visited each other at school, and tried to meet up whenever we were back in our hometown.

We were all reunited for the first time since a July 2007 hiking trip for Katie’s wedding. While I was very glad to be able to fly back east for the wedding, I was kind of sad knowing that Katie would be plenty busy with miscellaneous tasks and that we probably wouldn’t get any “Sisterhood time.” Fortunately, a promise Kaitlin made to both Katie and I when we were high school seniors came to the rescue. Continue reading “Wedding Cake and Sisterhood”

APW & Book Club

I am not engaged.

But I found A Practical Wedding. And it’s kinda been an awesome thing for me.

Aside from the Reclaiming Wife posts being freaking awesome for putting marriage in perspective, see, sometimes, I miss just sitting around and talking with a crew of smart women. I was lucky enough to find such a crew in high school (ohhh The Sisterhood) and there was no shortage of such women at Bates. Being able to recreate that feeling after college has been kind of difficult. It’s the type of thing that I know will come, I just have to keep working at it and, even harder, be a little patient.

Note to self: Get on with the hard work already. Note to reader: If you happen to be reading this and happen to be passing through somewhere near where I might be I’d be more than happy to pour you a glass of wine and we can look out at the mountains and gab.

Connecting with Team Practical via the comments section has been fantastic. (And checking in on blogs like Finding A Wife, We Ski Slow, StofnSarah, and more has been absolutely a delight.) Sometimes I don’t agree with exactly what is said (but if I did it would be so boring!) but the spirit is almost always right on.

And it got even more freaking awesome when I found a group of girls in Missoula with whom I could connect in person. (Yeah, it’s 100 miles away…but that’s part of the deal when you live here…) We met up for the “APW Book Club” to discuss Tara Parker Pope’s For Better.  We talked, ate food, and sipped some awesome strawberry lemonade cocktails. For hours. About everything. I drove away in the absolute best mood.