
fresh and tasty kohlrabi bulbs and greens
Before the New Year I promised to post kohlrabi sambhar, inspired by Anita’s delicious haak. Looking back in my archives I saw that the joke was on me —
I’ve already posted the very same, way back in 2009!
Well, it didn’t spoil by keeping — this is still far and away my favorite sambhar, aside from Suganya’s spicy sambhar, or Padma’s udipi sambhar, or roasted eggplant sambhar or oh, yum, jackfruit chips sambhar… ok, I admit it, there is no such thing as favorite sambhar. Happily there are endless varieties to try!
This is quite a lame excuse for a post, using all these old links, but it’s fun to delve into the past, and next time I promise something more original. At least I’ve kept my promise to myself — get back here and post *something* before another week flies by. This weekend, perhaps a field trip to the new Wegman’s is in order! Now that would be something to get excited about
To redeem myself, here are a few belated photos from late summer in Michigan’s glorious Upper Peninsula…

birch trees on the shores of a small lake ~ late afternoon in the upper peninsula

in the distance, a great blue heron stalks the shores of that little lake

landscape of northern lake huron shore near les cheneaux islands

a small island in northern lake huron

monarch on goldenrod ~ north shore of lake huron

monarch on goldenrod ~ north shore of lake huron again

one of my favorite boats ~ the classic laker Herbert C. Jackson! just managed to catch her upbound to the Soo; here she is in Lake Munuscong, the area where the St. Mary’s River empties into Lake Huron
No trip to the Upper Peninsula would be complete without an agate foray!

an unusual agate from lake superior ~ it looks blackish but it’s actually green and white
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Is it global warming, or just cyclical oddity? My daffodils are coming up in the backyard; it’s been an unseasonably warm fall and early winter.
Yesterday the weather finally turned cold — not just here but up and down the east coast — strawberry farmers in Florida were setting ice film on their fields to save the fruit, and it was 11 F on my way to work this morning.
Now it feels good to recall those lazy, hazy days of summer, melding into golden autumn.

























































































