May 29, 2016
Because sometimes, you just want burgers.
We did our family Memorial Day cookout on Saturday, to free up the kids for other plans today and tomorrow. I asked what they wanted, and SIL2 said,”Burgers.”
OK. Burgers it is. But since it’s a holiday, we’ve got to get a little fancier than that. We have to at least have trimmings. So we also had potato salad, jail slaw, baked beans and deviled eggs. Because I had a surfeit of eggs and felt like it.
I can, if I do say so myself, cook a fine burger. This was not one of my better efforts. I thought it was a little on the dry side. Probably should have added a little fat to it; my pasture-raised ground beef is pretty lean. But I sure wasn’t going to throw it out.
May 28, 2016
Lord help me, I love summer. I especially love it from the middle of May through the middle of July, when gardens and farmers’ markets are bringing forth some new delight every week. No accident my birthday falls right in the middle of that period, I’ve always thought.
Witness this morning at the market. I had to make two — TWO!! — trips to the car, because I filled my basket up before I got through. Read the rest of this entry »
May 27, 2016
I don’t have a lot of Irish background; a few ancestors, but most were from the other side of the Irish Sea/North Atlantic, in England and Scotland (and a sizeable number from elsewhere about the continent). But there are still some Irish delicacies of which I’m unconscionably fond, including Jameson’s and Bailey’s.
And potatoes. God help me, I love a potato. I love just about anything you can do with a potato, and my fondness for them is a significant factor in why I’ve fought a weight problem most of my life.
May 26, 2016
Curry is beginning to become one of my go-to meals when I want something quick and easy.
Its heart, at least for me, is coconut milk. Forget your chicken broth or other broth-based preparations; I love me some coconut curry. Not that it tastes coconut-ish; it’s just that a can of coconut milk is cheap, easy to keep a bunch in the pantry, and imparts just about the right amount of liquid and creaminess to a curry sauce.
May 22, 2016
Have y’all MISSED me?
Not that I’ve been gone all that long; just a weekend, and I even had a prepared post I put up for y’all (smartphones ROCK, I’m telling you) while I was gone. But I have had a fine, fine time, enjoyed good food and better music, and am proud to be home.
Spent the weekend with a bunch of friends in Clarksdale, Mississippi, where I ate copious amounts of soul food, some other food, and heard copious amounts of blues, and some other kinds of music. In other words, a weekend filled with two of the things I love most, after my family.
May 20, 2016
Consider the humble green bean.
I grew up on ’em, simmered long and slow in a saucepan on the back of the stove, with a piece of salt pork for seasoning, or, if it was pot-luck Sunday at church, in a three-bean salad. Helped snap and string hundreds of bushels of ’em during my childhood. Learned, after I grew up and got away from home, to enjoy them in other preparations, like barely sauteed with some soy sauce and a little sugar; steamed until they were just barely crisp-tender and then dressed with a little butter and some tarragon, or in a salad Nicoise, which is not one of my huge favorites but is certainly OK.
More recently, I have learned to can them in a light vinegar solution, so’s to be able to water-bath them instead of pressure canning them, and I’ve learned to stick them in the oven with soy sauce, brown sugar, crumbled bacon and mustard.
And now I have made a pickled green bean.
May 19, 2016
For my readers in the Northern climes, where the asparagus season is not already just about over (sad face), here’s an old favorite tried-and-true salad that I dearly love, and haven’t thought to make, for some reason, in ages. But I’m sure glad I remembered it.
It’s the one at nine o’clock in the above photo, which also includes a diced caprese (in the bowl, at 12 o’clock), jail slaw and marinated veggies.