It is October. So we’ve been making some Oktoberfest like meals. Here we have bratwurst with apples and smokey cheese grits.
Not Oktoberfest like, but very yummy was the Shepard’s pie dad made.
Early October was in the 80s and then it wasn’t. We went for a hike last Sunday on the Black Crater trail. The trail guide promised sweeping views. The weather app promised the clouds would clear. Nope.
Back to celebrating all things German…Dad and I made schnitzel.
And, Dad made pretzels and I made smoked gouda beer dipping cheese.
The Mother made applesauce to go with the schnitzel.
Another night, Dad made a recipe recommended by Nan. Creamy orzo with hot Italian sausage, kale, and tomatoes.
Mom and I made sugar cookies.
And Dad made lamb kidneys.
This weekend we went camping at Waldo Lake ( a 10 sq mile lake about 2 hours from Bend) and we mountain biked around the lake.
It was, at times, a challenging ride, but we finally made it back to camp around 5:30. We had worked up an appetite and had large servings of tuna surprise pasta and sugar cookies.
Unfortunately, someone forgot the marshmallows.
Everything looks so good. Makes me hungry. Kind of comfortable sitting around the fire with the sunset.
Black crater trail did not look like fun. All the cooking and baking looked better. Someplace safe and warm. Well maybe a bit warmer ðŸ¤
the meals were interesting and different but those pretzels were awesome.
someone ? Forgot the marshmallows? I think there were three heads that could’ve remembered them not just one. 🙄