It's the very brief period of the year, my absolute favourite time, when the bounty at the farmer's market is incredible, it's cool enough to use the stove and oven, AND I can sleep without six layers of clothing. I've been taking advantage by making a number of casserole-like things. As you can see, I found these strange summer squash that are round and have fewer seeds as a consequence of size. They taste the same but are less watery. I also got some skinny (Japanese, maybe?) eggplants, some new potatoes, roma tomatoes, a bunch of fresh herbs, and plenty of corn. Last night, I spent an hour making Deborah Madison's fantastic red wine tomato sauce and planned to come home and do the eggplant dish it goes on after lesbian reading group, along with some wine and cheese tasting, but I got a bit distracted and went out instead. Ah, well. The good thing about tomato sauce is, it keeps quite happily.
12 September 2008
That Time of the Year
It's the very brief period of the year, my absolute favourite time, when the bounty at the farmer's market is incredible, it's cool enough to use the stove and oven, AND I can sleep without six layers of clothing. I've been taking advantage by making a number of casserole-like things. As you can see, I found these strange summer squash that are round and have fewer seeds as a consequence of size. They taste the same but are less watery. I also got some skinny (Japanese, maybe?) eggplants, some new potatoes, roma tomatoes, a bunch of fresh herbs, and plenty of corn. Last night, I spent an hour making Deborah Madison's fantastic red wine tomato sauce and planned to come home and do the eggplant dish it goes on after lesbian reading group, along with some wine and cheese tasting, but I got a bit distracted and went out instead. Ah, well. The good thing about tomato sauce is, it keeps quite happily.
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I'm with you. I love the bounty at this time of year!
I love this time of year too. I was actually considering mailing you a box of pecans. The pecan tree is almost as tall as the oaks and the branches cover the deck swing. My counters are filled with ripening pecans and I've shared some with Mary. I'll also give your Dad some but I'm seriously considering mailing some of my NC pecans to my Iowa child. Love, Mom
Oooh, I like peeping into someone else's veggie box!
Nice stash.. Hoping to hit up the farmer's markets, too before they disappear!
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