| albionwood ( @ 2008-09-02 13:45:00 |
Medieval re-enactment? At an SCA event?
The 1066 event was fun. They got far fewer people than expected, but the ones who came were of generally high quality: interested in the historical aspects, very low geek ratio. The combination of artwork, history blah, re-enactment, role-playing, and pure violence was exhilarating. Also, there was plenty of beer. Friday night I was up till 3 AM, mostly hearing of Radnor's incredible adventures with Lithuanian and Russian live-steel re-enactors. Saturday night I quit at 4 AM but others went on till dawn. Sunday morning the inevitable Angel SNAFU happened, but I won't bore you with details.
It was fun to get out and hang with my peeps and remember a lot of great times we've had together. I really should do that more often, but it's hard to leave this place when life is so good here.
Now it's back to the gardening and making firewood. Yesterday I pickled some more beans for this winter; I think I'm at 7 or 8 quarts now. Tonight is the monthly Middle Ridge potluck, so I will pick an enormous pile of beans and saute them with some grey shallots in olive oil, deglaze with sherry, reduce, then finish with cream. We've been eating versions of that, with different kinds of beans, for the last couple of weeks.
Also, it is apparently about to be Fall. The first apples (Gravensteins) are ripe; I took a bag of them, and another bag of Bartlett pears from the ancient tree, down to the event and people ate them right up. Soon the Red-Vein Crab will be ripe and it will be time to start pressing juice. (I took a couple bottles of the RVC juice from last year to the event and gave it out for breakfast on Sunday, provoking cries of wonder. It really is amazing stuff.)
The 1066 event was fun. They got far fewer people than expected, but the ones who came were of generally high quality: interested in the historical aspects, very low geek ratio. The combination of artwork, history blah, re-enactment, role-playing, and pure violence was exhilarating. Also, there was plenty of beer. Friday night I was up till 3 AM, mostly hearing of Radnor's incredible adventures with Lithuanian and Russian live-steel re-enactors. Saturday night I quit at 4 AM but others went on till dawn. Sunday morning the inevitable Angel SNAFU happened, but I won't bore you with details.
It was fun to get out and hang with my peeps and remember a lot of great times we've had together. I really should do that more often, but it's hard to leave this place when life is so good here.
Now it's back to the gardening and making firewood. Yesterday I pickled some more beans for this winter; I think I'm at 7 or 8 quarts now. Tonight is the monthly Middle Ridge potluck, so I will pick an enormous pile of beans and saute them with some grey shallots in olive oil, deglaze with sherry, reduce, then finish with cream. We've been eating versions of that, with different kinds of beans, for the last couple of weeks.
Also, it is apparently about to be Fall. The first apples (Gravensteins) are ripe; I took a bag of them, and another bag of Bartlett pears from the ancient tree, down to the event and people ate them right up. Soon the Red-Vein Crab will be ripe and it will be time to start pressing juice. (I took a couple bottles of the RVC juice from last year to the event and gave it out for breakfast on Sunday, provoking cries of wonder. It really is amazing stuff.)