I'm growing a tomato plant. Well, attempting to grow. My previous experience with green things (Basel, my basil plant from three summers past; my orchid from last year; our three indoor trees (Nicki, Layla, and I forget); the list goes on. I don't know if Bert (that's his name, Bert) will bear any fruit but so far he's doing ok. A few of his leaves look peaky but since I am not a gardener I have resorted to alternating watering days and also giving him words of encouragement. He lives in a pot on the deck.
I've also found the one chocolate chip cookie; yes, the one. It is Alice Currah's recipe from Sweet Savory Life and it hasn't failed me yet. I'm getting perilously close to having the recipe totally memorized.
I bought several varieties of dried chiles at a Mexican grocery (which also has super good tacos that are served at a handful of tables in the back). I'm gearing up for the day when I make some real deal Texas chili (no beans, all meat). My window is closing because chili is most definitely not a summer food.