I finally got the rest of the tomato trellises built, and all 130 plants tied up, just in the nick of time. One row was getting unwieldy, sending off roots along the stems and clinging to the grass in the walking path.
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We woke this morning to a cool and steady drizzle, the humidity still fairly thick but the temperature so much lower than all week, that it’s delicious. I made a few much-need phone calls (Hi Jen! Hi Debra! Hi Lisa B-K! good to hear your voices.) It stopped raining so Lila and I got the stroller out and took a walk down to the farmers’ market (and got drenched in another downpour on the way home.) I feel such a mix of emotions while I push Lila around the tiny market. Ecstatic that it’s there, within walking distance. Sad because I should have a tent set up, my table piled high with Chard, Beets, Haricot Verts, Burgundy Bush Beans, and all of my interesting summer squash and cucumbers.
But it’s so good to see that crops are coming in, and customers are returning. The same smiling faces engaged in tableside conversations. Heads bent close, people talking about growing practices, about variety, about the bugs. I love to see vibrant food and money changing hands, to imagine what kinds of meals the veggies will turn into once taken home. I miss that conversation, people asking how to best prepare something. It was fun to try new recipes and then share them the following week.
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This summer I’ve worked a regular dish into my weekly lineup: Quesadillas!
Haas Avacados are a buck a piece here lately, and I’m buying at least three a week, and one always makes it into the Quesadilla dinner. It’s not the twenty five cents I paid for them when we lived in Northern California, but it’s better than the two bucks in the winter. Mmmmmmm avacaaaaaaado… I can’t wait for my own tomatoes to jazz these bad boys up with.
Each time I make them, I try to change up the filling a little bit. Last night I browned some Vidalia onion and fresh garlic, then added whole cumin seed, sea salt, a little chili powder (not the good kind, which was a disappointment,) black beans, canned tomatoes, leftover corn on the cob (minus the cob) and some black olives. Sometimes I do peppers (sweet and hot) and some kind of fresh green added just to wilt at the end (chard, spinach, whatever.)
Lay out the bottom tortillas all over the counter, top with plenty of grated cheese (I used jack and cheddar—with enough held back to put on top of the goodies so the top tortilla will stick.) Plop some of the filling on, sprinkle liberally with fresh cilantro, chopped avacado and then the other layer of cheese, and finish off with another tortilla.
Lay in a hot cast iron skillet, lightly brown, flip, repeat, cut into wedges, top with sour cream and salsa. Spackle face liberally. I may have to put them on the menu twice a week.
ETA: I think they taste best made with a whole grain tortilla, but the ones shown are basic flour because that’s all they had the day I shopped.
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Yesterday was borderline insufferably hot, especially towards dinner time when I had to light the grill eleventy seven times to get the coals going enough to render the chicken breasts NOT RAW. The breeze died down, the humidity stomped back into town, and I labored over those damned coals for an hour before they finally took, then another hour of grilling.
The only thing that saved me from drowning myself in the kiddie pool was the ice cold beer Chris brought to me in the garden while I was finishing up the trellis in the cucumber bed (pre-grill.)
Pardon the wackiness of the site, I’m bored with the old look, waiting for my Wednesday second job interview with the Big Toy Company, and it’s too hot out to garden.
Wordpress is F-U-N!
In the meantime, if you want to read something slightly more interesting, today’s Blended With Salt post is up.
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"All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar."
~Helen Hayes
Stories We Need to Know: Reading Your Life Path in Literature by my dear friend Allan Hunter who happens to also be married to my dear, dear, dear friend Cathy Bennett. This one is next on my list!
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