Afternoon at home

Do you remember this post, where I said that we are good-hearted people who sometimes use our things in unusual ways? Well, we are still those people.
This is Sylvan's work of the warm afternoon, with no coat on: multi-season outdoor equipment, tied together with dad's special rope, and later, the addition of two life vests.

Another one bites the dust.

Inside, I was busy breaking the Garlic Press, not in an unusual way, just pressing garlic. It's our second broken one this year, probably a combo of over-use and (in this particular case) shoddy design. Any ideas for a rock solid one that can stand the test of active cooks who use garlic frequently? And yes, I know I could mince it with a sharp knife, but I don't like to.

Raw kale salad with apples and walnuts and vinaigrette,
inspired by this post.

This kale, brilliantly dazzling in the late afternoon light, is ready to accompany Kate's poached eggs on toast to Hollywood to make their fortunes.

More sourdough bread, more eggs.
The remains of a shared clementine between two friends.

P.S. If you need a laugh, as I did tonight after the third straight night of doing bedtime alone, please read this post.