Trying a cobbler with a biscuit crust.

Trying a cobbler with a biscuit crust.

I have been released from some of my restrictions that had hampered my cooking activities. None of us here in the Mid-South, however, have been released from the sufferin’ heat that has clamped down on us like it’s making up for giving us an easy time last year.

In other words, Whooo, Lawdy, it’s HOT, folks!

Hot enough I don’t want to turn the stove on, much, although I am celebrating my semi-release from captivity with a blackberry cobbler that’s in the oven as we speak. Type. Whatever.

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Burger, sans bun, with holiday trimmings.

Burger, sans bun, with holiday trimmings.

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.

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Ahhhh, summer weekends

June 26, 2010

We have good news and we have bad news.

The good news is, the Farmers’ Market is packed chock plumb full of wonderful stuff this time of year, and I brought a bunch of it home with me this morning.

The bad news is, the camera’s still out of commission. I think it needs a new battery, which will necessitate ordering one from Olympus. Dammit.

So you don’t get to see the blackberries and the peaches and the plums and the blueberries and the squash and the eggplant and the okra and the…well, you get the idea. Oh, yeah, and the fresh peaches-and-cream corn, four ears for a buck fifty.  And the sandwich-sized tomatos.

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