Stir-Fried Beef and Broccoli; No More Shopping! — 12 Comments

  1. Haha…they may not be romantic, but you will love them in the depths of the winter! Maybe I should put in my order for thermal undies too!

  2. Maybe you have a family of packrats who have stored their grain in your ceiling? Have you heard little noises from up there? 🙂

  3. You done good with the tiles!! And then moved on to the stone, can’t wait to see how that progresses. Fascinating how houses can be built.
    You’ve got a winner with the stir fried beef! Great photo.
    Shopping on line – romantic? at least it sounds wonderful to have the access.

  4. It’s been a very long time since I stopped by and I’ve just had to spend a very long time reading all that I’ve missed. Congratulations, lots and lots of work but what an amazing place. I love house renovations! Barking mad though I am.

  5. In New Mexico, they traditionally used sawdust as insulation. But whether it’s sawdust or seeds, it seems that it would be heaven for rodents. Yuck!
    Your tiles are gorgeous! Keep them in sight. You’ll need to be reminded that there will be beauty when this is all done.

  6. Sarah, I am most anxiously awaiting the package…. shiver…
    Thanks Joanna, and I’ll remember that!
    Lydia, and I could really use some therapy!
    Thanks Susan, can’t wait to see them is use!
    Zoomie, actually we just found out that they stored grain up there for the cows over winter…. The barn is connected to the house you know.
    Tanna, it is wonderful to have access… if only I had it all day!
    Amanda, I’ve been missing everything myself… and yes, barking mad it is!
    Susan, We try… in the absence of a scale we are eating for strenght – I shudder to think what the reults will be.
    Toni, there were feral cats living here when we bought it – maybe that helped.
    Cathy, it is a challenge.. yesterday they over-loaded it…

  7. Given the area you’re in and the age of the house, is it possible that at some point the people living in it attempted to store grain there to hide it from marauding soldiers? You know, like during the French Revolution or WWII?