Morning at the Auction, Night with an Insomniac
There is a twice weekly auction here that sells produce from the Amish. Fun to attend, but really cold yesterday morning. Jenn has been making this wonderful dipping mustard that we all can't seem to get enough of so yesterday AM, we positioned my MIL at the shop, (John had left for camp for the weekend) and we headed out to hopefully find more hot peppers for her to make some more. The thoughts are that she can sell it at the open house we are having...if we don't eat it all first. Ever heard of auction fever? I have experienced it a few times, but have stopped John in the middle of it many times. Jenn is confused with what the auctioneer is saying and I say, "It is no problem, you just have to pay attention...watch how this works." Seventy one dollars, eight boxes of green peppers (and that was after I begged off taking SEVENTEEN boxes) and a full car later, we laughed about that statement. We did also buy three boxes of tomatoes, five pecks of the hot p...