I want a margarita, a gin and tonic or a glass of my fave white wine. Instead I am having water, with real cranberry juice  with a dash of  Big D's Honey from the farmer's market - not quite the same, but my imagination is strong.

One of the first things you learn about when you move to the Comox Valley is the Cumberland Bakery Donut. It is fair to say it is legendary.

I had three to photograph, but after they sat on the shelf for a day, the three became two. According to John they evaporate if they sit around, and of course John is to be trusted on these issues.

Thank you Cumberland donut for making John so happy.

On another note, I still have to blog last weekends wedding and it should happen on Monday.

Have a great weekend, Karen

Setting myself the goal of photographing local food for 30 days has it's perks. We have been buying and eating local more than usual, and in the process have mixed up our usual shopping habits. Most days I have been motivated to seek something out.

Most days.

Yesterday I had no idea what I would photograph today, and I have the kind of day doesn't leave me time or motivation to get on it.

Apparently that's what neighbours are for.

Now, I have blogged about my neighbours before and I am going to do it again - because they deserve top billing.  Through our over the fence conversation we have developed a great rapport and I appreciate them just for that.

But, yesterday our neighbour relationship went to a whole new level.

If you read the blog you know I am now on a wheat free, sugar free diet - and temporarily knocking out the dairy as well.  This of course led me to complain a bit to the neighbours.

Well, last night when I got home there on the kitchen counter was two containers, one full of the most amazing  lamb curry (local meat,) and the other full of lovely rice.

I sat there eating it and felt warm and fuzzy. I felt so nurtered - my wonderful neighbours made me this delicious dairy free meal just for me. and that folks I think leads me to my favorite thing about food.

Food is a gift on so many levels. The love one puts into creating it can make another feel so good.

Now folks, I have something to ask of you. If you haven't been to Greenwood Pies and tried their new curries head on down. Christine things you should try the butter chicken, but for me it is all about the prawns or the lamb.

It's my blog and I am going to vent. See, I have always had it easy when it comes to skin - yes, skin. No bad teen-pimple trauma, I tan easily, nice olive complexion but noooooooooooo, not anymore. I have developed a severe case of what the good ol' dr. thinks is psoriasis - notice I used the word severe, well I am not stretching the truth.

It started rearing it's head a few months ago, but I have mainly been able to keep it in check. However, during the last few days it has developed and it's a big problem. My skin, (oh, did I mention it is on my face?) is on fire and looking the opposite of lovely.

My wonderful dr. has been on the case, I have a call out to the naturopath and even had to go to emergency as I was directed to if it got to close to my eyes.  I am doing everything I can - well sort, of.

Today, I am cutting out all yeast and sugar products  - ALL. So, if my blog posts become incoherent I can't help it as sugar is one of my vises.

Meanwhile, if you have any great psoriasis success stories to share, I beg of you, leave a comment or shoot me an email.

Okay, now that I have that out of my system onto other things.

We hit up music fest last night and as usual, it exceeded my expectations, today I am off for an awesome beach  wedding and then, more music fest, followed by more music fest tomorrow.

Yet, not without my food of the day shot.

I present to you a yeast free, sugar free local zucchini

Giving the Playmobile a moment in the spotlight seems like a good idea. We are big Playmobile fans, yet in an effort to de-clutter, and not step on the darn stuff everyday the kids agreed that it was time for some of it to go and this discussion led to the plan for a garage sale. 

The raspberries are glorious right now. A local raspberry tastes completely different than an imported berries - it is really a different fruit altogether. For those of you unfamiliar with Playmobile this is what a Playmobile person with a rasberrie on their head looks like.

Today we had a garage sale as a family. It is my only Saturday off this month and I was wary that this was a ridiculous idea - but of course didn't express my doubts to the family as the whole thing was my idea to being with. 

However, the day lived up to my white picked fence romantic daydream:

- My wonderful friend Corrie popped by with coffee

- The kids were all happy, Gabby and Maggie hosted the obligatory lemonade stand. There was almost a glitch when Selah thought she would set up another stand giving away free water next to the lemonade stand. A lesson in selling ensued. Rowan had a little melt down when nobody bought the three things she was selling, for some reason that used Brownie scarf just wasn't a hot ticket item. The other gals felt bad for Rowan and gave her money and by the end of it Rowan had more money than her sisters. A lesson is sharing ensued.

- My shoe collection went to amazing people who will give them a good home.Bye Campers, bye Blundstones - be well.

- The sale wrapped up at noon and we had one bag and one box left for the thrift store. Well done!

It has been a long and satisfying Saturday.