this post brought to you by GFD readers 2 & 7, Mojie & StephFace

Mojie's eggrolls: tofu, ginger, carrots, cabbage and water chestnuts

The reports & photos are in.

Mojie on fry fest:

"We all ate a shit ton of food. MeatMan said his only fry fest regret was that we didn't fry a Tums.

I somehow didn't get a picture of the mozzarella sticks that MeatMan's sister made and I think it was maybe because I was so busy pushing people out of the way so I could get to them. They were homemade cheesely pillows of delight. She not only homemade mozz sticks but also home made the sauce. They were SO fucking delicious.

Joe H. said after fry fest he realizes that there is no food that doesn't taste better fried. Then he said: 'Really, just try to think of one. Come on.'"

StephFace on fry fest:

"My favorites included: dough, Snickers, zucchini, egg rolls and mozz sticks. Not that everything else wasn't fabulous, but those seem to stand out for me. (Ironically none of us COULD stand after all that...we must have looked like a snapshot of American gluttony in our vegetative state after. Except Mojie's husband...that man is a gem. Did all the dishes and still managed to look adorable in a visor and crack jokes from the kitchen!)"

Mojie's camera (and additional comments) on fry fest:

"So it turns out MeatMan and his sister's parents used to own a fish fry and enslaved their children, which really benefited us because the Meat siblings really know how to fry shit. I thought it was just throw it in and it would do its thing. It turns out you have to shake the basket and not let things stick to the bottom and make sure enough oil remains in the basket and know how much to put in it, etc. etc. etc."

freedom fries (made by Mojie's husband)

Sarah H's fried zucchini sticks, breaded with panko and parm


Caramel Delight Girl Scout Cookie before

Caramel Delight Girl Scout Cookies after (the hands-down favorite)

nuff said

farmer booty

My take from the farmers market included rainbow chard and baby beet greens, D'Avignon radishes, three kinds of cheese, a kale-and-garlic stuffed bread from Naga (where they grow and mill their own wheat -- welcome to Vermont, party people), more microbasil...but I think the highlights are the first strawberries of the season (I feel like I've been waiting my whole life, but in reality winter was a mere nine months long)


and fresh eggs.


While the yachtsman dreams of living on a boat (please don't make me), I fantasize about keeping chickens; if I could have a couple in our 740 square foot apartment, I would. This week, however, I bought my eggs from Boucher Family Farm, where the chickens have more square footage then I do, the lucky bastards. I mean, bitches. I mean, chickens.

P.S.
In an unfortunate turn of events that involved my dog bleeding profusely from the nose while I chased him with a wad of paper towels and cried hysterically, I was unable to make it to the first Summer Fry Fest. But the event was attended by the (vocal) majority of GFD's readership, who promised to take photos while they rudely had fun in my absence. I will post an update when I am updated.

GFD this weekend

There are two offical GFD events taking place this weekend:

One is you taking a picture of your fridge and e-mailing it to me (k8oneill [at] yahoo [dot] com), which you can schedule at your own convenience, as long as you don't schedule it right after you've cleaned the fridge.

The other is the very first GFD-sponsored event, a Fry Fest that will be taking place at Mojie's house on Sunday. And when I say the event is "GFD-sponsored," I mean I will be bringing a Twinkie for the Fry Daddy. All seven of you loyal bl*g readers are welcome, though I know three of you live out of state and two of you have other plans. But if the rest of you are interested, you can read about how this all came to pass here, and shoot me an e-mail if you'd like the deets.