Trigger warning: this post is all (mostly) about wonderful food. Back. away. from. the. fridge.
I made peach muffins for breakfast (sorry, no picture) that were appreciated even by the non-fruit-lover in our midst (looking at you, Todd!). Then Kent and Todd rushed off to the Pima Air and Space Museum to geek out over the planes while Iryna and I got down to business (or up to mischief?) in the kitchen.
Iryna concocted dark chocolate-almond meringue torte, while I attacked the butternut squash with wild rice and cranberries. I had gathered the ingredients beforehand, since it’s quite far to the stores here, but realized in the wee hours of the morning that I had neglected to buy a butternut squash. Only a main ingredient, no problem. So I’d gotten up early (pre-muffins) and acquired a squash from the nearest venue. Eleven miles away. Sigh.
Iryna was meticulous with the meringue, and I took a break from squash to melt the chocolate and help dot with almonds.
Yes, it was a decadent as it looks! *swoons*
I finished up the butternut-wild rice-cranberry combo — it made a LOT! and we headed off to meet our starving geeky boys.
We had heard there was an exhibit of Frida Kahlo art at the Tucson Botanical Gardens, so we thought we’d check that out. It turned out to be only biographical art by other people (though it was still interesting), so not the absolute win we’d hoped for. But, not having been to the Tucson Botanical Gardens, we didn’t know about the butterfly house.
Black butterfly open…
I thought this one looked like an old colorized photo.
Blue poison arrow frog
Three kinds: blue morpho (closed) on the left, don’t know the center, and owl butterfly on the right.
Kent kept having them land on him because of his yellow shirt
We couldn’t get good pictures of the blue morphos’ open wings because they Don’t. Sit. Still. Rather, when they’re still, their wings are closed. And when they’re in motion, they are In Motion! Sort of like putting a bunch of preteen girls on sugar and crack and letting them loose in a Justin Bieber concert. Like that. Gorgeous, but we couldn’t even video them!
In the garden proper, there were cacti, of course, various exhibits relating to Frida Kahlo, and some surprises for us non-native Arizonans.
Afterwards, we got the obligatory kombucha for Kent and Iryna, and rattled around down in Old Tucson. I hadn’t seen all the neighborhoods around, and a lot of the houses were really cute and inviting. Not the more warehouse-y style I usually see.
We met Kent’s mom at El Charro for gorgeous Mexican food: tamales, chimichanga burritos, and enchiladas.
Again, we were too tired to do anything but fall into bed when we left the restaurant. Day Two: Achievement Unlocked.
Girl with a Pearl Earring-esque?