Legalized Catnip Club Opens in Las Vegas
All the coolest, cutest cats were sure to be seen at the opening of Krazy Kat Organic Catnip and Scratching Post Bar last night – sniffing, rolling, and cat-noodling well into the wee hours. Many cat selfies were taken before a fight broke out between two patrons during the house band’s intermission; witnesses report hearing no argument beforehand but say that the two patrons simply began swinging at one another. One witness said that the melee only lasted a few seconds and was quickly broken up by Krazy Kat security; no arrests were made.
A Tomato Grows in Vegas
While I’ve found it impossible to grow much more than houseplants and sweet basil here in the desert, some folks have been doing it – fabulously well – for decades. Gilcrease Orchard is probably the best local example of desert farming and, although the amount of water needed to irrigate these 60 acres must be staggering, I am ever-so-grateful for the ability to eat actual fresh produce again. (Did you know that the average age of any random apple for sale in your supermarket’s produce section is 16 months? Yep, 16 months since that sucker was picked…and it’s still red. Creepy, huh?)
Last week, we picked about a dozen gorgeous, ripe tomatoes (and a few green ones for frying), along with just-pulled onions and garlic, a couple precious Armenian cucumbers (melons), and even peaches. It’s nearly and hour’s drive, on the Super Fun Vegas Freeway, from my place to Gilcrease, so you’ve really gotta want those tomatoes. They’re worth it, let me tell you, to a gal who never ate store-bought produce until she left home, and never saw a white egg ’til then either.
I Do Domestic. Kinda.
This pumpkin bread tastes fantastic. Much better than it looks, to be sure. That’s because I dropped it HARD when pulling the loaf pan out of the oven. After having finally perfected my gluten free pumpkin bread recipe and baking technique, I dropped the damned thing. Sideways. It skidded onto the stovetop at an angle, causing the whole loaf to sort of…compact inside the pan.
So what we have here is really yummy yet somewhat ugly and dense domesticity, cooked up by yours truly. Enjoy!
THOSE.CATS. Nothing else needs to be said about the cuteness factor.
Of course nothing compares to garden fresh tomatoes-some of my local stores come close to authentic flavor if they’re the ones still vine attached.
As for my beloved fresh peaches… I could literally pitch a fit every week over the sucktastic supply on sale so far. The ginormous ones I LOVE have been hard as baseballs unless they’re left on the counter for about 3 days-THEN they either immediately sport brown spots so I HAVE to eat them right then.
OR…they’re overly soft upon purchase but NOT sweet and spitting juice they way they’re SUPPOSED to!
Screw style points for your bread mishap-I’m sure it’s delicious.
Alexis,
Aren’t they just the cutest? I may be biased, though.
The bread was delicious, in spite of it’s appearance, thanks!
oxxo
So glad to hear that the kitties had their rollicking herb-induced pleasantness.
Congratulations on the farm fresh victuals – food is definitely the second-most important thing in life, so we must treat it seriously.
Florin,
I agree that good food’s pretty darned high on the list of life’s necessities. That and pleasantly-herbed kitties..
Did any of the krazy kats get into trouble after they got a taste of legalized catnip? Did they take long naps on the couch or tear up anything? Kurious minds want to know! I bet they wanted lots of treats afterwards (ahem, I would imagine?).
SGE,
No, but one of them may have to take a random drug test at work…we’re looking into 12paw programs.~~