Courtesy of the New York Times, this week’s entrant in the “best quote of 2005” competition:
So when Bob Henry, captain of the Rachel Marie, who is in charge of towing Smithson’s island, looked out across the East River Thursday afternoon and saw another piece of conceptual art gaining on him, he did not view the development kindly.
…not to mention an equally brilliant photo:
Behold, the inevitable result of a summer full of excellent tomatoes at the local farmers market, plus a work schedule that kept me nailed to the computer at home through most of July and August:
The count so far: 36 cups of tomato sauce in assorted varieties, frozen in 2-cup bags (of which about a third pictured). 12 cups of assorted salsas ranging from “tingly” to “HI
’S YOUR HEAD
” — two jars filled, four jars actually full-on, god-help-me canned
, and god do I need a bigger stockpot if I’m ever doing this again.
Oh yeah, and about 6 ounces of pesto, not pictured, because the greenmarket was selling enormous bunches of basil and hell, we’ve got a blender and some pine nuts.
, IF YOU
, I BLAME YOU
(Hm, too late for strawberry preserves this years, but maybe pickles? Wait, fuck, I don’t have a basement…
(p.s. thanks to for the salsa recipe. it rocks muchly.)