The Bee's Knees

Pictured here: a little visitor to the Live Oak farmers market that takes place on Sunday in Santa Cruz. The strawberry is from Windmill Farms, grown by Ronald Donkervoort.

I called my mother on Mother's Day and I was sorry to hear she'd been listening to one of the Gloom and Doomers, a.k.a. "Bible-ists" there in the Deep South....my brother-in-law had told her some bullpucky story about the Apocalypse and bees. He said Einstein said, "When the bees start to die, humanity will perish in four years."

This is why I don't like calling home.

Just kidding, Mom....but don't listen to them. (About anything, please.)

Russ Parsons, who can be trusted to get to the bottom of anything he sets his mind to, has written a piece for the L. A. Times: "Bees are going missing, yes, but the crops are just fine." He told me this morning that the Einstein quote had been debunked: there is no proof he ever said it.

Speaking of Russ, check out his new book (which I'm getting this morning): How to Pick a Peach: The Search for Flavor from Farm to Table.

I was supposed to be at the Cooking for Solutions events yesterday and today, on a press pass from the Monterey Bay Aquarium, but real life (and my part-time job) eclipsed it. I hate it when that happens, but hopefully the part-time gig will turn into something more permanent.

And that's all for today.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: "I have a rock garden. Last week three of them died." — Richard Diran

Or, as I say to the farmers: “You plant seeds. I bury them.”

Thanks for visiting!

Comments

[Trig]

While there's photos like that, there's still hope for mankind!

[Ms. Glaze]

Oh that photo is off the hiz-hook! That strawberry looks pretty religious to me...