A young friend who’s working harder than any human bean should have to, says clients buying her family farm’s CSA subscriptions often ask what to do with chard. You can cook it like fresh spinach or you can take a couple of extra steps to fix this Lebanese Swiss chard from therecipehunters.com. It may… Continue reading And I don’t like chard . . .
Every time I ask if there’s more corn out there in the garden, the answer is, yes, there’s still some we can use or take to someone. Can’t believe how a week of rain on top of a hot dry summer plumped and sweetened it. Still seems like a miracle to me — the only… Continue reading Corn keeps coming; best corn soup yet!
Hoot, mon, it’s a great summer when the squash plants outdo themselves and you find two good new squash recipes. This one showed up last week in the American Profile magazine supplement, with Stoic the Vast pointing out the cover promo as “something else you could try.” I could also try reading for an entire… Continue reading Squashed, again!
Baby onions have stems no bigger than the stick on a Q-tip. The easiest way to slip them to their 1-inch recommended depth is to use a dibble planter with inches marked on it (like the one made for me by my friend Jerry Keys out of poplar wood). Poke a hole to 1 inch,… Continue reading Baby onions, grown-up onions
42 pounds gone this morning. Never mind that it’s cold and rainy — this is sunshine and a tropical zephyr. I feel so pleased with myself (isn’t that why social media exist?) because I made my inner slug walk 20 brisk minutes before I went to work yesterday and then another 40 between work and… Continue reading 42 pounds, a broccoli salad “to die for”
***Made a second batch Tuesday and need to change a few things in directions — amount of berries for one! We picked blackberries for the second time this season at the Wilsons’ with their minis looking through the fence (miniature horses can’t look over the fence), waiting for their share and the green-gold June bugs… Continue reading Blackberry jam
This is the time of year when it likes to rain fast and furiously late every afternoon, followed by steam rising from the ground. Looks as if we should be searching for a lost city of the Incas among the kudzu and blackberry tangles. I remember spending two weeks in Aspen long ago and in… Continue reading As corny as North Carolina in July