I Learned Something

I have discovered that the store version of Fritos are pretty much always good. The chips with more kinds of flavorings--like Doritos or Cheetos--are generally not as good in the generic version. Fritos are very basic, though. They only have three ingredients. How can you screw up corn, corn oil, and salt?

Well, you can do it if you pretty much leave out the salt.

I did not even know this was a thing, although I had noted that the corn chips I bought awhile ago said "salted" on the bag. I thought that was weird, because of COURSE they're salted. When are they not?

I found out last time I bought some. These were labeled "original," and they had so little salt it was almost impossible to taste it.

Can you imagine Fritos without salt? It was very strange. And not really appreciated.

 

Original=pretty much not salted.

Luckily, they're greasy enough that I could just shake salt into the bag and it would stick to the chips, so they were salvageable. But now I know to look for salted corn chips, not original, if I want them to taste like actual Fritos.

And now you do, too, I guess. 

Snapshots: First Canning

I canned sauerkraut and pickled beets this week.

A pleasing color contrast.

This part of my run is lined on both sides with blooming clover, which has the sweetest, slightly spicy scent.

And here's one with Jasper, just to give equal billing to both dogs.

I'm not harvesting the asparagus anymore, but here's an old photo of it I took just because I loved the contrast of the bright-green asparagus on the bright-red Pyrex top I threw it on to cool down before I put it on my salad.

Both the rose and the asiatic lilies are blooming, which makes for a very pink table centerpiece.

A former teacher at our school invited all the children to go up with him in his small plane this past week. The airport he flies out of is 100 miles from our house. He goes flying at first light, so as to avoid the almost-constant wind. This meant that we left our house at 3:50 a.m. to get there in time for his 5:30 a.m. flight.

Despite the unpleasantly early wake-up and long drive, the kids had a very good time.

Small plane in dawn's early light.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.