New York: one woman, one garden, twelve seasons.
Framer's market, fresh baguette, heirloom tomatoes and plump juicy blackberries....so fresh salad with greens from the garden and a blackberry crumble.
Crumble. Haven't made one, yet...I mean, this summer.
Tonight, leftovers. Last night : Sauteed collards and dandelion greens with garlic and onions, creamed lima beans, boneless pork chops with green peppercorn rub, buttermilk cornbread, followed by applesauce and gingersnap parfaits. Yum!
That is a wonderful menu.
Writing this with a bit of a buzz, so indulgence requested.Down (way down) on Virginia's "Northern Neck," not hard to find fresh anything, except beef, and who cares about that, anyway? The lady frequents the local seafood marts (off the boat), and as she is both focused and attractive, the seafaring guys tend to pay attention with the latest available offerings. Today, it was rock feesh (striped bass) and scallops. (Estorbo would approve.)Yours truly made the salad, a huge organic bowl of everything local, to include lump jumbo crab, and then put the fish on the grill. Superb! Wine, a chardonnay, "Naked Mountain." (Motto: "Drink Naked.")Still imbibing.. (But, clothed.)
Clark you DO sound as though you are having a good evening!
A big salad with near-Caesar dressing (i.e. no anchovies) with huge garden beefsteak tomatoes and basil. Plus, I freely admit, packaged hot-dog frankfurters barbecued to a nice crisp (no pun intended) in a sopping, flashing thunderstorm. Left-over cheesecake cupcakes garnished with fresh peaches & wild blueberries. Coyote's Run merlot-cab.
Do you hate les anchovies, Janet? The crisp part lets you off the hook with les chiens chauds (that's really bad French, ain't it?)...