Rites of Spring

Spring food. Clockwise from top right: corn, soaked to steam itself on the grill; Caprese in its easiest form; frogged chicken, barded with bacon, again for the grill; shells with (local Michigan farmed) shrimp and duck sausage, nostrani, asparagus, and oyster mushrooms; Campari and soda with blood orange.

This is what I wait for, patiently (more or less) throughout nine or so months of the year.

Congratulations, everybody!

Another triumph for the free market.

I think I'll dig out and re-post the shop-local list, even though the Saline stores weren't on it. Maybe somebody will rant about diapers again.

A growth industry, for sure

Mercs in the hood. Palmer Woods is hiring private security to patrol and interact with the cops.

Of course, at some point the hired soldery will realize their advantage, depose the current leadership, and appoint an emperor of Palmer Woods of their own. Or am I thinking of Rome? Why does the word, "Janissary" come to mind?

Oh, here's the next municipality who'll doubtlessly be looking into hiring Gauls or Scythians or something like that: Royal Oak.