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The Pantry

    Hey, everyone. In older homes, before groceries were readily available in close proximity to your dwelling, it was common to have a pantry. This was a closet that was used for storing food. In this house which my wife and I have renovated, we have fixed up a little pantry and it is very handy. It provides a cool, dry place to store your grub and display it on shelves so that it is easy to see those things you need and grab it. If you have small kitchen cabinets, a pantry is especially helpful. If you catch a nice sale on something, you can buy a case of it and store it for a rainy day. I like a cheap red wine that seems to suit my tastes and I usually buy it by the gallon and store an extra one so I don't have to make a long drive just for something like that. The nearest liquor store is 30 miles away from the house we're renovating and 50 from the green retreat. Plus, my wife's folks are good to give us some canned (I'm talking about sealed in mason jars) vegetables and they take up a lot of space.
    On the subject of storing and displaying things, I like to change the design of the blog from time to time. If you really hate the changes, could you drop a comment? The picture dominated template which I have been using is certainly dynamic but it takes longer to load and my author pages are hidden in a pop-out menu to the right side of the screen. In a few moments I plan to switch back to an older design. Hope it doesn't freak anyone out when I do it. A third thing which I don't like about the current system is that the Labels are hidden. The labels make it easy to find the subjects that interest you. For instance, I've done a lot of posts about animals, nature, books, movies etc. but lately I've talked more about games so the casual visitor might think this is a one-track blog.
     I will say this about the current view, it resulted in an increase in numbers to the blog. Google supplies this service for free and I appreciate it, but every blogger has differing needs, I suppose. Under any of the templates, I am glad you made my blog a part of your Sunday.
   From the pantry of CE Wills.
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