I know some of you come looking for reflections on theology and culture.  Some of you come for house progress or pictures.

But this is all I have for you tonight.

Seriously though, this was traumatic.  I mean, have you ever cooked eggplant?  It needs some prep before you cook it so that it doesn’t taste sharp or bitter.  So you salt it for a bit and pop it in boiling water for about 30 seconds.  Of course, the water takes like a long time to actually boil, so that takes time.  And then you have to cook it.

So, I went to the farmer’s market at the Turnip Truck today and had come home with some beautiful Japenes eggplant which I prepared all at once, and cooked, planning to have leftovers. I left them cooling on the counter after we ate, and we ran out to see the house.

We put the puppy in her crate, but left our faithful, almost perfect boxer out in the apartment as usual.

But I hadn’t pushed the cooling eggplant back far enough from the edge of the counter.

And apparently, Otto was hungry (normally, he’ll just lie on the couch and sleep).

So, no more eggplant.

Come on, I need sympathy, I’m seriously distressed!  Besides, I’ve been craving eggplant, and I’m now going to have to go find more to go with all the sauce and noodles I still have.

*sticks lower lip out*

*sighs*