If it ain't broke...it ain't me.

OK...As everyone told me, the new place is a money pit. I know it will be worth it when we're done, but it's a hard slog to get there. Right now we're robbing Peter to pay Paul to pay the roofer. The problem is that our loan did not come through, so money is (to say the least) tight.

This is Labor Day weekend which means no work on Monday and a general excuse for food and fun with friends. We humans seem to love to celebrate things with family, friends, food, and fermentation. It's a way of cementing bonds- the sharing of food- leftover from ancient times. It's one of our holdovers of which I highly approve. Bon apetit, mon ami.