I know, I know. It's been 3 months since anyone posted. At the same time as making a lot of career and life changes, we've been having some serious blog burden. Sweetu has been setting up an online clothing store (good news to all you Novaclutch clothing fans, I'm sure). Michael has been spending a little time in his own head. And I...well, I have to admit, I have been having a bit of an illicit love affair with Twitter. I've been enjoying the freedom of anonymity, but if you fancy snippets of completely frivolous stream-of-consciousness, you can find me here. I did find it quite funny that when I twittered about the cemeteries being the best place to find baby names, I started getting followed by babynames.com.
Anyway...I thought I would post a couple of pictures of some home-grown paprika from last fall. I hadn't ever really thought about what paprika actually is. It's just magic that I love to put on eggs. Paprika, a bit like cashews, was just something I buy with no sense of its provenance. But actually it comes from a pepper which is dried, ground and smoked. Why not try and grow it? Our little terrace plant bore 3 fruits; about enough peppers for a thimble full of paprika. Well, it's the thought that counts, right? And we've been thinking about blogging, a lot. I'm just sorry that we haven't done it more.