Today was something new for me. Never had jowl bacon. Local producer, well as local as it gets here, comes to the farmers' market over the hill. I've bought some of their sausage before, haven't tried their beef as I get that from my neighbor (now that's local). So this past weekend I decided to try something else from their hogs.
With a couple of eggs from Goldie the hen in the Gulag (the other two are molting, they need to get busy soon)
And the bread was made last night, sourdough rye sammich style
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)