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Happy Six Months Little House!


Yes, I was one of those weird people that kept track of ‘versarries’. Date we met, first date, etc. I get a major kick that we got married four and a half years after we started dating. To the day. It’s probably the only way numbers mean things to me. I really was never very into math. But I digress. Today marks 6 months to the day from when Bryan and I became home owners.

It was the morning of the blizzard of ’13. The day we found out the furnace was running, but the blower motor was shot, the day his parents left PA as soon as his mom got out of work at 7 am. The day we got snowed into this house with the windows not all the way shut because we couldn’t shut them from the inside and Bryan went outside in the middle of the night, middle of the blizzard to push on them while I tried to flip the locks. It was the start of the weekend where we went from blue shag, pink walls, and fuzzy wallpaper to a freshly painted (ceilings, walls, trim and subfloor) family room, guest bedroom, guest bathroom, and de papered and re-spackled (removing 3 layers of painted wallpaper removed parts of the plaster walls) half bath. It was the weekend my mother-in-law ran the carpet steamer all weekend long, cleaned all of our carpets at least two times and saved us the expense of replacing them. It was also the weekend of the ‘you’re going to pay for this’ neighbor. Read all about it here, then here, and wrap up here.

Ironically enough the same neighbor is re-cemmenting her garage floor and starting at 7 am all week there has been the glorious sound of jack hammers, big trucks, and who knows what 30 feet away from my bed. Ah well. At least I’m not getting told I’m going to pay for anything.

Looking around, it’s hard to believe what we’ve accomplished in the last six months, it’s also hard to believe what we’ve spent:

Beyond unpacking…


Our Bedroom: pretend the wallpaper is removed, because it is in real life We’ve removed the wallpaper, cleaned the carpet, buy and have installed new 8′ sliding door, added shelves to the closet, switched the ceiling light, recaulked some of the bathroom buy and hang new towel bar, hung some art, rip out 5 electric baseboards. (Admittedly not much was done to this room)


Library: hung art and photos, bought and put together ikea loveseat and chaise, rip out 5 electric baseboards, broke window (oh boy)

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Kitchen: touch up the paint, bought cushions and pillows for the built-in bench, buy, move the electrical ceiling box four feet, hang a new light in the breakfast nook, patch the old lights 2′ x 2′ square hole in the ceiling (not a typo) buy and hang a new light over the table, build the table (yes, Bryan in awesome), buy and put together ikea kitchen chairs hang art, place new rug

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Half Bath: strip wallpaper, remove and replace the toilet, paint walls, trim and ceiling, stencil walls, buy and add towel ring

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Stairs: Remove all carpet, padding, and tack strips, fill and sand steps, paint steps and trim

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Family Room: Paint ceiling, walls, floor, trim, buy ans have installed new hardwood floors, sew and hang curtains, buy and put together ikea tv stand, buy loveseat, place new rug

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Guest Bedroom 1: Paint walls and trim, buy and hang art and curtains

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Guest Bedroom 2: Remove wall-paper, paint walls and trim, buy bed frame, bedding, art,

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Guest Bath: Paint, paint, paint. (It took three coats of white paint and primer to cover the chalky pink walls, buy floor mats, shower curtain

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Art Studio: Not a blessed thing

no photo. sorry not sorry ๐Ÿ™‚

Basement & Crawl Space: buy washer and dryer, fix both furnaces (credit from the seller), three times total, buy and have installed new water heater (credit from the seller), catch squirrel in have a heart trap

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this is definitely a work in progress photo….the doors need a few more coats of paint, the window needs paint, the concrete steps and garage pad needs paint, and the front door needs to be scraped the rest of the way and painted. We do think the mint and blue garage doors will blend better, just wait and see ๐Ÿ™‚

Outside: buy and use pressure washer, rip out 16 yards of gravel, rip out old overgrown weeds and trim back bushes, plant new plants out front, mulch the front, build raised garden bed and plant blueberry bushes, peach tree and grape-vine, paint garage doors and scrape paint on front door, fix hot tub, do a ton of electrical work (thankfully we got a credit from the seller), fix gutters, install rain barrel.

The crazy thing is we have done this conservatively, on a major budget. And waited to do a lot of it, or did it ourselves. The sliding door [the old door had a failed seal and was not insulating well], hot water heater [not up to code, inefficient] fixing both furnaces, and the electrical work [electrical panels in bathrooms? duct taped wires externally not in conduits?] were unfortunate necessaries, and things we trusted to the professionals. But we are so relieved they are fixed and working as they should. All the rest makes the house a home. And we love it.

Wow. Just writing this up has made me exhausted. That doesn’t include the hours we’ve spent at our jobs, the vacation with my family, long weekend with Bryan’s, the housewarming party, or the fact that every weekend from May 11th til September 14th had house guests, weddings, or major time fillers that didn’t let us accomplish things except 2. That’s right, 2 of 17 weekends were packed almost solid. That’s more exhausting (a good solid though, we loved having visitors and celebrating happy times with friends and family). And that’s not thinking about all there still is to do. But it is pretty cool to think of where we could be in six more months.

So, there you have it. 6 months down. Who knows how many to go. But I think it’s pretty safe to say the house won’t be changing as fast in the next 6 months. A lot of the other projects on our to-do list involve a lot more money (think bathroom and laundry room renovations), time (think lots of fiddly things like switching out the outlets and switches for ones that match), and time (like having any time to do it all when we both work, and the long list of stuff we have to do). Yes that’s right. Double time and money too.

What did you accomplish in your first 6 months of homeownership?

(Please forgive my slightly disorganized home, I realized mid post I didn’t have enough pictures already on my computer so much of the home is shown how it appears right this second, complete with rain outside, and I was not tidying up the rest of the way without more coffee, likewise for any slightly blurry photos ๐Ÿ™‚ )


Adventures in Home Ownership: Our first wedding.

Back story: Bryan is a stickler to being on time. I hate being early. We strive to get everywhere exactly on time. Unfortunately I know I’m typically a bit on the late side. He loves me anyways.

Separate backstory: with our ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ card we got an invite to the neighbor across the street’s wedding.

Real Story: In the course of the last month we’ve managed to meet the neighbors that live on either side of us, and the diagonal neighbor. But even though I’ve seen the people across the street (and tried to make eye contact to make the whole wedding invitation thing less weird) I’ve never managed to even get a wave in that they’ve noticed. It seemed a bit weird to invite someone you’d never met to your wedding to be ‘neighborly’ without ever saying hi. But whatever. I tried.

Regardless Saturday was the day of the wedding. I’d put shopping for a present since I was trying to make a connection to have some idea of what to buy. No dice. I even googled their names. (You know you can do that to find wedding registries) Still nothing. So I went to Target and Homegoods and walked around. I couldn’t find anything in the movies, books, housewares, specialty food items, outdoor stuff. Nothing. I have no clue what they liked, anything. I ended up finding a candle I liked and getting to for them. Hey, after all, we haven’t even met. People do like candles right? Unless they are allergic to fragrance. It was a risk I had to take.

So, Saturday night we were getting ready. No clue what to wear since we don’t know them. Sensing a refrain here. ๐Ÿ™‚ While I rushed to finish up I asked Bry to grab a bag and some tissue paper. Once we were all set we headed across the street. There were folding chairs for seating around the edges of the room, red and white tissue paper pompoms hanging from the ceiling. A large red heart that said something in Spanish, and a big tiered cake on the table. We were a tad bit late but there were only five people there. People slowly trickled in and an hour later (of awkwardly sitting there trying to say hi to people we didn’t know) and then the bride got there.

She had a pretty chiffon dress, but her bridesmaids were a bit ‘clubbish’ had to have been 5 or 6 inch heels, and very minimal dresses. In fact the other female guests were also similarly dressed. I totally could have worn the patterned stockings I was planning on wearing but took off as I didn’t want to offend people I didn’t know.

The ceremony was entirely in Spanish, and we stood the entire time close up to the front since there wasn’t a mic. As I was standing right behind them I’m sure I’m in the majority of the wedding pics. How weird to have a total stranger in your wedding pics. Poor couple.

Poor me, as I didn’t understand a single word that was said…and I took Spanish in high school! Strange. Anyways. People still were rolling in, and by 8 the house was totally packed, doors were propped open, and it was snowing outside. regardless, it was 80 degrees (I know since I was pretty much stuck against the wall near the thermostat). Since there was no sign of dinner anytime soon (loud music was blaring, drinks were flowing but not water which I would have loved, and the floor was packed with Salsa dancers way way beyond my beginner skills so I wasn’t joining in)we ducked out. The street was filled to the brim with cars, and people were still coming. Hard to believe the ceremony itself wasn’t that important.

It was quite the experience. It was cool to go to a wedding that was different that the ones that most people I interact with would have. It was definitely an eye-opener to another culture. But glad my wedding wasn’t that way. I kind of felt like a wedding-crasher, and that was strange. Hopefully, never again! And hopefully the neighbors liked the candle!

Am I the only one that’s been invited to a wedding where neither me or my date knew the bride, groom, or parents? Anyone ever have no luck finding a gift they know the couple would like? Would you have given a gift to couple you didn’t know?

_____ Days of Winter

The days of winter are getting a bit stale, I’m starting to get a touch of cabin fever I think. We have approximately 17 days (I’ve heard closing can sometimes get pushed back) before we start moving and fixing up the new house so I’m a bit hesitant to paint any new pictures or start any new sewing projects because I know once life gets in the way it’ll be hard to finish them. And once our new house is ‘ours’ you know we will have millions of projects to do and not enough time to do them. So I’m doing my best to enjoy this ‘calm’ before the storm.

The nights and weekends of winter are getting a bit empty, with cold temps and winter weather there aren’t nearly as many activities to do around here as in the summer, and I can only watch so many TV shows (through Netflix or online) before my brain rebels.ย  I can’t miss Downton Abbey (can you believe what happened in episode 3?) or Top Chef (who went home!?!?), but I might only be able to make it through two shows before I have to do something else! The winter temps are always worth it when there is a fresh dusting of snow on the ground, and since the New Year began we have already had three decent snows that don’t disappear the next day!

The days of winter are starting to get a bit exploratory, the kitchen is the one room I can start projects in that aren’t going to last until we move. Things like homemade Greek yogurt, artisan bread, and attempted gourmet cooking is where my creative pursuits are going. Bryan is loving it and is starting to mention ‘underground’ or pop-up restaurant ideas to me. (Basically it’s ‘restaurants’ people go to in homes, I read about it a lot in London, and apparently he thinks I could swing it. After watching every Top Chef episode over the last 10 seasons, the idea of a ‘restaurant’ is a bit scary. (go figure!) It is an interesting and flattering concept though. Maybe someday…who knows!

The days of winter are getting a bit restrained, since I’m on a house-buying budget there really isn’t a whole lot of sense in wandering the mall or Home Goods, though I will sometimes roam Home Goods, because it reminds me of funny trips with mom. But then I see the ‘perfect’ something that would look so great somewhere in our new house, so I’ll stick it in my cart and wander the rest of the store before deciding I really didn’t need it yet, we don’t have the house!. It has been giving me great ideas for different areas, so even though I’m not spending anything there right now I probably go once a week to check things out anyways.

The days of winter are getting anticipatory, Pinterest and design blogs are great and all, but finding so many great ideas and not being able to do anything about it is like being told you can’t have the delicious, fresh-out-of-the-oven cookies until after dinner. And so I pin and pine away, but am sitting on my hands exercising my patience, or not-so patient self. Bryan and I have had a lot of fun wandering furniture stores, in the same bent as Home Goods, it’s all look but don’t buy, but the imagining our future home is really fun. We can’t wait and know we are so blessed.

So life is filled with ups and downs of a million emotions, and even though I can’t wait until we are homeowners, I’m enjoying the last few days we have where if something goes wrong we don’t have to pay to fix it! Haha.

How are your days of winter treating you? Do you have a countdown til spring? ๐Ÿ™‚




Patience is a virtue. It’s also something I thought I learned pretty well as a teenager in youth group when we were in a big van on our way to South Carolina from Pennsylvania. We had just driven through a toll booth one exit down the North East extension when a tire blew out. It may have been both rears, or just the right rear, I don’t even remember any more, it’s been that long. Anyways, we tried (read: the pastor and the other boys in the van tried) to loosen the lug nuts and change the tire themselves. The tires had just been changed and put on with whatever machine they use, instead of a tire iron. Whomp-whomp.

No luck there. So we called AAA explained the situation and asked for someone to come out with the power tool necessary. An hour or so later they send someone who only has a tire iron, and brilliant move here, goes to turn them as hard as he can to the RIGHT! Even as a not old enough to drive teenager I knew they needed to be turned to the left. So he leaves after he can’t help us and has stripped it.

So we call AAA again and several hours later they send a second guy with a tire iron. Not joke. He can’t do anything and also calls AAA. A couple hours later a tow truck finally comes to get us. We had been sitting on the side of a highway for 7 hours. He tows us to the nearest mechanics shop but by this point it is ten minutes past their closing time.

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Not to be thwarted after finally getting a move on my youth pastor’s wife she knocked on the door, smiled sweetly, explained the situation to the guy who grudgingly opened the door to talk to her and when she offered him the homemade brownies she had made for our trip to South Carolina they agreed to change the tire for us. Hooray for the power of homemade brownies!

That story has always been my ‘I earned my patience’ story. But as I’ve gotten older I’ve realized I can never have to much patience, and somewhere along the way during this house buying process, I must have prayed for patience.

Our whole house buying process started very innocently. Shortly after we were married we began talking about how sick it made us to mail off a rent check each month and how it felt like throwing money away. So in late July we started driving around and looking at homes, because what was the harm? Plus we reasoned it would help us see what areas we did want to live in, and where we most definitely didn’t. I now feel like I know much of New London like the back of my hand. We spent our nights and weekends trolling sites like and It was so fun to look at houses. We watched old episodes of House Hunters on Netflix and within two weeks we had found a house we really liked and decided there was no harm in calling a realtor to see it. We reasoned that it would sell before we could buy it, and we’d love to see the inside.

So we called the realtor whose name was on the sign and got set up with an agent to see the house in mid August. Now, even though we liked this house it wasn’t for us. It needed a ton of work and much of it appeared expensive. We were so sad. We loved the charm, but not to be deterred, and still trying to be practical about our timeline, we went out a handful of times, every other or third week until we found the house. In total we saw seven houses. It was quirky, and needed some work, but not crazy expensive work. Work we could handle, like paint, and wallpaper removal. Plus it had amazing extras.

At the end of October we put in an offer (October 26-days before Hurricane Sandy hit-thankfully other than a few shingles the house was fine). Offer was accepted 48 hours later. We were ecstatic. From there, things slowed. We followed our end of the contract and got it inspected within two weeks (according to the contract the seller had 5 business day to respond). He didn’t respond. We moved on though and applied for the mortgage two weeks later (even though I had reservations since the sellers hadn’t gotten back to us. Bryan reasoned if later on we wanted to get out [due to the seller not sticking to his end of the contract], we could still get our earnest money back, if we had stuck to the contract, so applied we did.) The seller took a month and a day to get back to us after the inspection (December, instead of the 5 days). We negotiated the new additions due to the inspection and he accepted them (finally he responded in a typical house-selling 48 hours).

After several rounds of we need this and this (throughout November and December and even January) from the mortgage company we got approved for our mortgage just last week. And once again we are waiting on the seller. His house is vacant and we would like to push closing up (which he should love since then he won’t have to pay another month’s mortgage on it…)it’s been a week and we still haven’t heard. It’s getting hard to believe that all of these steps have taken so long. Usually from offer to closing is about 40 days according to Ours has been 74, and we still don’t have a closing date.

My realtor is a bit shocked it’s taken this long. I’m just relieved I’m not crazy!

And I guess I’m just earning some more patience along the way. Not to say I haven’t gotten completely impatient, but God’s got a plan and it will all come about when it is supposed to. We just have to keep on waiting.

Have you ever asked for patience? Looking back how did you experience waiting?

The Waiting Game

By now, you may know that Bryan and I are in the process of buying a house. We’ve spent tons of time looking. Hooray for the internet for making it easy to get rid of the duds! We kept our search area small: we wanted short commutes to work, and really love the vibe of our city. Crossing the bridge of 95 on a scooter is not an easy task (one must take the bike path across and it’s quite narrow and not fun), so that kept our search west of the Thames River. If we went any further west than New London the prices of real estate got higher, the options were much more limited, and though that town is less populated, it could have been any rural town, particularly one from back home where our parents live. We both love the water, and wanted our home to have a real Connecticut vibe.

When we first started picturing a home, we went very traditional. The American Dream you could say, with a white picket fence and shutters on the windows and a big wide porch. Not many homes up here are like that, it’s mostly the Victorian style that has the possibility for a house like that. As our search went on we realized that the Victorian houses, though really appealing on the exterior were just to fussy on the inside. Thanks to Zillow and Trulia we saw all the homes on the market in New London and narrowed it down to a few possibilities.

Just two days before Hurricane Sandy hit we put an offer in on the contemporary house pictured in an earlier post. Through a round of negotiations, we ended up with a final price that is a much better number than what we thought we’d pay for it thanks to some advice on being aggressive to start with.

Of course then the Hurricane came, and the house fared well, minus losing a few shingles and being without power for a week. Since we have a government loan that will take a bit of time to go through we scheduled the inspection for this past Saturday, so if things don’t go well we still have time to find some other place. The inspection took 4 hours (the longest one our realtor had ever been at) but the inspector seemed to do a very thorough job. And now it’s back to waiting. We have five days to see what the seller has to say about the corrections we are asking for. So, by Thanksgiving Eve we will know, or will be once again in some negotiations.


The powder room.


View of the Kitchen/Open Dinning area.

I took a few pics of the house. I hope you enjoy ๐Ÿ™‚ The first pic is of the kitchen/

dinning area. It was completely redone 4 years ago and is really nice. I like the black cabinets, and the granite counter tops. The appliances come with to so that’s really cool. The light fixture doesn’t seem to go, but I plan to swap it with the Master Bedroom light for now and I think it will suit both rooms much better.

The powder room reminds me of a Bond movie. I love the taps for hot/cold, and the floor has held up well. If i can just change out the wall paper for something more black/white graphic, or gray it would really update the place. And of course that sink, is straight out of my grandparent’s house. Maybe in time that would change too!


The Master Bedroom.

The Master bedroom is big and airy. There is also a large closet and en suite bathroom which would be such an upgrade! Notice the light? While it’s nice, it certainly seems a bit more ‘eating area’. This room also has one wall of wallpaper, the wall at the head of the bed. It’s pastel and textured, very Key West retirement. That too would go.


The Family Room

The last room I’ll show today is electric. Electric Blue that is. I don’t actually mind this carpet, though Bryan doesn’t like it. It probably doesn’t bother me because I can’t help but think of my Mommom and Poppop’s house that had a room of purple carpet, and one of green carpet, for my mom and her sister. Granted the blue wouldn’t really go with the charcoal gray couch we have and all the natural toned accessories, but we will see what happens. One thing I know is that paneling will need a coat of paint, and I’ve already read tutorials on painting paneling. I’m ready to go!

How did your home buying process go? Long inspection? Funny dated things here and there throughout your house? Did you build, buy an old one, or rent? Any advice you have for a first timer?

Raw Oysters & Pictures

I know I’ve been talking about how much we’ve loved being a part of our fish co-op. But really we have. And, to make things even cooler, the chick who runs it, read the nice things I’d written about Gabe the Fish Babe, and mailed me a cute t-shirt. I’m thrilled. When I opened the rest of the package I was not so thrilled. You see, there were oysters waiting to be eaten in there. The last time we had oysters we ate two raw, just shucked and knocked back with their liquor. They were way to salty for my taste, so I looked up a cooked oyster recipe on-line. I found one with chili, lime, and butter and thought that would be good. No dice.

Last night, the recipe included in the package for the raw oysters sounded like it had potential. It had enough other things going on to add some crunch, some other flavors, and cut the saltiness. Add to that, and the bizarre fact that I actually had all of the ingredients on hand and we were in luck! Like always, I did tweak the recipe a bit, I’ll post the original with my adjustments as well.

Raw Oysters with Cucumber Mignonette

1 cup of rice wine vinegar (I used a half cup)

1 shallot minced

1 inch of fresh ginger, peeled and minced (I had this on hand but didn’t feel like peeling it so instead I used 1/2 tsp. of ground ginger from Penzy’s my favorite spice company ever that I was introduced to by Bryan’s uncle/aunt.)

1/2 cucumber, peeled and diced (I had exactly that)

1 handful of freshly chopped cilantro

ground black pepper to taste (instead of mixing it into the mignonette I simply cracked the pepper over the oysters before eating)

Mix ingredients and let stand for an hour. While you are waiting shuck the oysters, preserving as much of their liquor as possible. Shucking is actually quite easy, easier that shucking clams, though both are easy. I don’t even have the proper knife for either, I just use the same old old paring knife, I’m sure it would be much easier if I actually purchased the proper tool! Once the oysters are shucked, and enough time has passed for the flavors to meld in the mignonette, (or you just can’t wait anymore!) spoon the cucumber mignonette over the oysters. It really was delicious and the next time raw oysters come in our package from Gabe the Fish Babe, I’ll be more than prepared!

In sum, tonight we had oysters on the half-shell. Raw oysters. And they were great! Would you eat raw oysters? Would you eat them if you prepared them yourself? Are you glad I finally got a picture on here with minimal hassle to myself?

Benefits of New England Coastal Living

Relat20121022-084226.jpgive Closeness: Looking back over the events my husband and I have gone to in the last month or so we’ve been driving all over the place. Rhode Island, Connecticut, Massachusetts and New York City are all within 2 hours of us. We’ve been to Newport twice (1 hr. away), to see friends and watch an America’s Cup Race, we went to Rhode Island for a Hot Air Balloon Festival (30 minutes away). We’ve also visited a friend’s summer house (25 minutes) twice. And the Rhode Island beaches, with waves unprotected by Long Island (20 minutes!) We’ve driven all over coastal Connecticut checking out local attractions and historic sites. Even heading out to Chatham Mass, at the very elbow of Cape Cod is only 2 hours and 20 minutes. It’s hard to believe the diversity of all we can see and do (and how many states we can visit in the same amount of time it took me to drive from home to college (or less!). And sure, towns back home do have exciting things, but maybe I just didn’t hear enough about the new things, because the states up here really publicize their events. Technically we live in a city, (though it really doesn’t look much like it on our street) and there are tons of events to prove it.

Local Seafood: When you live a 10 minute drive to the beach, or 5 minutes away from good fishing areas it’s obvious there is going to be fresh seafood. Well, in the few months we’ve lived here we hadn’t actually bought anything from the grocery stores that fit in the seafood category other than bagged frozen tilapia fillets. Why? Because whenever the various fish would hit a price I’d feel comfortable spending, or we just decided we’d make it work in the grocery budget the fish counter in the local supermarket would not be something you’d want to order from. So instead we’d get our fish when we went out to eat. Still yummy and fresh, but not cooked at home (which I think is fun too!)
So when we heard that the local co-op grocery store (that you don’t have to be a member at to shop at) was adding another csa to the options (farm produce, chickens and eggs, beef, etc) and it just happened to be seafood we immediately looked into it. Sure it was on the pricey side, but we knew we had a lot more allotted to groceries than we were using and if we would be buying less beef or chicken it would end up being the same amount give or take five bucks. This csa is Gabe the Fish Babe. They only get it locally. They only buy from daysailing boats. That means it’s fresh, fresh, fresh! Plus, it allows the fisherman the ability to sell a variety of things, so not everyone gets the same thing each week. They had two options, fin fish only, or shellfish and fin fish. We choose shellfish and fin fish. (What can we say, we love all seafood!) Each week we get 18-22 oz of fish, and 2-3 dozen shellfish unless they are oysters when we will get 12. We could also get crabs sometimes. As an added bonus they include a recipe for the type of fish you get. We made the assumption that the recipe would be great because they certainly don’t want you to have a bad experience with their product, or you might not sign up for another share! (Shares run 4 or 8 weeks)

So we took the plunge. Last week we had 22oz of cobia (yummy warm-water fish tasted very mild, but had a sort of tuna-steak texture) and 25 cherrystone clams (bigger than littlenecks, and yummier too! recommended to eat raw as they are so sweet!) both came with delicious recipes I immediately filed in my recipe box. (Someone else posted they got oysters and shark last week!) This week we got 3 dozen mussels and 3 whole (but cleaned) porgies. The mussels we’ve already eaten. In the past, I never was a mussel person, and even though I knew they could end up in our box I was a bit disappointed when I saw them. However, they were absolutely amazing. Seriously so good. Bryan declared them the best, and finished off the sauce they cooked in. Literally not a drop of leftovers, and I wasn’t a food pusher!

Next up: porgies. Recipe by Anne Burrell (tv food celeb and great chef). Thursday night have transformed into Christmas. Plus, I don’t have to think up what we are having for dinner. Because I pick it up on my way home and the recipe is already found.

We will be signing up again! And good news for anyone super interested but not coastal. Starting next week they will be able to overnight ship your fish to you. SO…feel free to take the plunge! You won’t be disappointed! And the good news is, we crunched prices to see if it was worth it (figuring we’d add in a couple bucks over market price to pay for local or whatever). Our bucket of clams and cobia last week? We got $32 of clams, and $22 dollars of fish, which means we spent $40 for $54 worth of fish!

So, I’ve only managed to get out two benefits of living here, but there are more I promise! Maybe that will be my next post! Just FYI, I was not paid for the endorsement of Gabe the Fish Babe, I just couldn’t help myself. I’m that impressed.

Any of my readers ever interested in a CSA of some sort?


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