My ducks at (ahem!) the Grange

Okay, so it wasn't my ducks, but my duck eggs, and they weren't featured or anything, but they were an ingredient in the barley pasta for the sugo at the Grange Restaurant's wild duck cook-off against my friend, Hank Shaw, and their chef Tuohy.

It so happens that the sugo was the most-asked-for dish of the night, and so I'm a bit proud, or at least relieved that there was no epidemic in Sacramento the next day from some rare duck bacterium.

It's a pretty neat feeling to know that your stuff has the stuff. Of course, all I do is make sure they have food, water, and shelter, but it's nice to know they live in my back yard.

My cordials were a hit!

I attended a fun birthday party for a dear friend yesterday, and folks tried out my blackberry cordial as well as the green walnut one. Well, both were well received, but the walnut one won out.

In other news, I finished deer season this year with no deer... again. I had a chance on a forked-horned buck this evening, but I would have had to poach it on private property, so no-go.