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Friday for Lunch

Just bought some fresh herbs for the garden, should save me some money on the quantity of herbs I use and buy! I had a pot with Rosemary and Thyme, Rosemary is looking scraggly now (but still usable) and the thyme died. As I looked closer in the pot I did spot a couple of thyme leaves coming back (hooray)! Our garden certainly needs a good watering this evening.
It has been a perfect slow, warm and sunny Summer day here at the beach.
We had a swarm of bees that flew in 2 days ago and nestled in a hibiscus bush adjacent to our front porch near at the entrance to very busy restaurant. For the safety of pedestrians (children and babies) as well as the guests of the restaurant they had the bees exterminated, which makes me incredibly sad, yet I do understand the logistics of why they chose to have them killed. I wish there were more bee keepers in order to have them safely removed.
I came home from the grocery store this afternoon to discover that the store clerk that had bagged my meats punctured the plastic wrap and it was a marinated item so the juice spilled all over. Yuck! In order to salvage my purchase and instead of re-wrapping it I threw together a simple stir fry with mushroom, sugar snap peas, green onion and added a little of my homemade chili sauce to the terryaki marinade. Served it over white rice for myself and children for an impromptu, very nice lunch.
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