Labor Day Hate. And Kraut.

image1 (2)I hate Labor Day. I’ve never liked it. Not ever. As a kid it meant I had to go back to school because Richmond operated under the Kings Dominion Law so teenagers could work. School didn’t start until after Labor Day. As an adult it’s just a bullshit holiday that means Summer is over and you’d better bank some peace “All Summer in a Day” style because the next day off is Thanksgiving which as we all know ain’t no holiday if you’re the one preparing it or even if you’re the one visiting family between gritted teeth. Labor Day is just another holiday where people rush around with their heads cut off in an attempt to part the Red Sea in four days instead of five.

I also hate Labor Day because every year the back to school nightmares start. Without fail. I haven’t taught a class for almost 10 years but I endure anywhere from 5-10 nights of anxiety dreams involving back to school. Still. I had my first one of the year the night before Labor Day and it was a doozy. I was in an unfamiliar classroom, not prepared, most of the students were high and throwing chairs, and the superintendent for some reason chose that day to evaluate my skills. Waking up in a cold sweat for 10 days straight is no fun. The only remedy? Keep breathing and stuff a shit ton of junk food into my face hole until the danger passes.

Sadly, I missed this past weekend’s Heritage Harvest Festival at Monticello. Again. I am truthfully the worst food writer in the world because I’ve lived here eight years and have never made it to one. What’s wrong with me that I don’t want to sample 30 varieties of tomatoes? To make up for it I interviewed Dawn Story of Farmstead Ferments, who frequently presents at the festival. Dawn is a font of information when it comes to kraut and kefir and I know you’ll enjoy her stories and her enthusiasm for the alchemy involved in Celtic salt, water, and veggies. Look for it Friday 9/24!

I was reviewed on Wednesday by a podcast called, Always Listening. They hate my name, but had some very kind words. Give a listen. Should our local tourism board and Chamber of Commerce be using my podcast services to promote Charlottesville? They seem to think so which makes me blush.

I found some pretty decent local peaches, the last of the season I’m sure, at Whole Foods. Picked a buttload of tomatoes yesterday off the dying vines. And I just learned the Albermarle Cider Festival is this weekend! If you’ve never been you’re in for a real treat. Live music, food, and of course, CIDER! Go if you have the chance. It’s one of my favorite festivals of the year. You might actually see me at this one. Unless we pick that day to adopt a dog. Which might actually happen. Watch this space.

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