Tomatoes and cucumber from the roof, basil in the pesto from the terrace and roof, our summer garlic, too.
Somebody else's pine nuts (Spain, not China; Chinese ones give me that horrible two-week bitter mouth syndrome).
Drink, Noilly Prat and splash of St Germain, lemon, ice.
Summer.
I was reading the Metro section of the NYT this morning, an article about foraging in Prospect Park in Brooklyn (my daughter is moving, today, into an apt just a few blocks north of the park, which is probably why I read the article so carefully). Are you the "Marie Viljoen" quoted in the article? I love this quote b/c it captures so well what I face year in and year out: foraging deer: "It's a little alarmist to think that a park is going to be mowed down like a herd of deer went through."
ReplyDeletePam beat me to it. I see that you are now famous or infamous or on the Park Department's Most Wanted list.
ReplyDeleteBut at least a mention in the NYT along with your column at Edible Manhattan. Should be a boost for your readership.
What is Noilly Prat Marie? I have never heard of it.
ReplyDeleteBasil sings Summer to me.
ReplyDeleteA little vermouth doesn't go amiss either.
Hi Pam J, yes that was me.
ReplyDeleteKaren - Considering how much litter I remove from a public park, I hope they cut me some slack! Ticket the litterers, not the occasional, environmentally-aware forager!
Teri, I should have explained - it's a brand of vermouth - dry, white, very good.
Rob - yes, doesn't it? I love vermouth in summer, with a slice of lemon, or a splash of Cassis...
at the risk of being too personal, how is your blossom end rot?
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