Coronary Death by Pie

Ever in search of the Perfect Pie Crust, Dana and I embarked on a culinary adventure to conquer the unconquerable. As far as my only moderately refined taste buds could tell, this was some good pie crust. Though, my taste buds were probably distracted by the delicious apple filling, roasted pecans, caramel, and the 1/2 pound of butter streusel. Wow!!

Begin salivation now.

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A la mode. Even better.

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Jacob, the wet-blanket doctor, reminded us that we were certainly accelerating the decline of our coronary health by eating it. Here he is demonstrating how much he loves pie.

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The three of us ate it all-- sorry to everyone who missed out on this transcendent gastronomic experience.

Special Visit from Nana

We were treated to a wonderful visit from Nana who generously came for a whole week to help us out while I was getting over an injury. Thanks Nana!

We went for lots of walks, enjoyed more moderate summer temperatures, went to museums, met Dallin H. Oaks at a bird show at the zoo, cheered (loudly)for Michael Phelps, listened to Jacob’s crazy ER stories about patients who sit on jars, and took a very fun and educational trip to the local world-class Kennecott Copper Mine. We visited while mining efforts were in full swing. The huge scale of the operation, the huge tiered crater in the earth, and the scores of huge earth moving equipment made it a wonder to watch. We all loved it. Go see it the next time you visit Salt Lake.



It really is huge.




Nana and Ellen entranced.




Nana teaching Ellen how to use a microscope to view a geologic specimen.




We had such a fun time with you Nana. Thanks for coming and saving the day! We love you and we owe you big!

The Tricycle

This is kind of a flashback movie, made more than a year ago... before Ellen knew how to ride a tricycle, when she was a little less aware of the world around her, and when we had to come up with lots of random projects to do like this because we had to stay home all the time so little 1-month-old James could take all of his naps.

Presenting, The Tricycle. Edited by Jacob.