A year or so ago, we noticed something going on in the yard next door. At first we thought our neighbor was putting in a garden. Then we noticed some weird box-like things going in. When we saw him out there in a full beekeeper's suit, we finally knew what was going on. Our neighbor was raising bees! I thought it was really cool. Pea wasn't as thrilled. He was stung when he was little and his mother rushed him to the ER. He was fine, but traumatized. And still screams like a girl whenever we see a bee. (But that's our little secret, okay?)
As time went on, Pea stopped being so paranoid about the bees. We really don't see many of them in our yard. After all, they have a bee paradise next door, so why would they venture to the bee ghetto that our yard must be?
As we found out yesterday, having a neighbor who raises bees had a big advantage. That advantage is fresh honey! Our neighbor brought over a jar yesterday. We spread it on our toast this morning and it was the best honey I've ever tasted in my life!!
I can't wait to try baking with this stuff. I already have plans for some home-made granola sweetened with just this honey. And a couple of loaves of honey-wheat bread.
Do you have any good honey recipes to suggest??