Lunch today was a BLT. Not one of those diner types with reheated bacon, square tomatoes and dubious mayo. This was almost entirely local. A fresh French roll from our neighborhood bakery, locally made thick-sliced pepper bacon, slices of ripe-picked beefsteak tomato, and greens from our garden. And Best Foods (Hellman’s) mayo, of course.
Tomorrow, I’m going to make fried zuch from the garden. Slice, dredge in a flour/salt/pepper/cayenne mix, dip in egg wash, back in the flour, fry in fat, garnish with some herbs.
Last night we had a ratatouille: tomato, zuch, onion, olive oil, Parmesan cheese, and a couple of ears of fresh corn.
At breakfast we have halved cherry tomatoes from the garden, with salt/pepper/basil with our eggs.
As I write this, we have 240 Sweet Sue II freestone peaches on our kitchen table, awaiting canning when they reach peak sweetness.
We grilled the other night. I asked my fella to pick up a pork roast, and he came home with what I thought was a tenderloin. I was disappointed, as those skinny buggers are flavourless at best and easy to overcook.
Well, I unwrapped it to begin the brining and realized it was a loin-loin, not a tenderloin. Much nicer! So I made chimichurri with parsley and marjoram from the garden, splashed some over the loin and grilled it on indirect heat til it hit 140dg. Thinly sliced, I served it over polenta with cherry tomatoes from the garden and more garlicky chimichurri. Mmm! Have been enjoying the leftovers since.
I hope to pick my first Charleston Gray watermelon from my patch tomorrow! As well as more cantaloupes and cherry tomatoes and, of course, pickling cukes. SO many pickles…
I never got around to planting a garden this year. And I’ve been too damn busy to make it to the farmers market in a while. But as god is my witness I swear I will have a tomato worth the name the weekend!
Made myself BLTs for the past 3 days, mainly because I don’t want the lettuce to spoil. I put Smithfield thick-cut bacon on the George Foreman grill for 8 minutes and use hot mustard, because I don’t like mayo. Somehow the B L & T go so well together.
Unfortunately this year I didn’t get my garden in…
My brick oven is on the fritz…
The neighbors complained about my pigs…
Fortunately, there is a farmers’ market that I go to and I was able to get tomatoes and lettuce picked earlier that morning… fresh baked bread that was still warm… apple wood smoked bacon from a local farm.
I’m pretty sure the only things that came from more than an hour from my home were the salt and the mayo.