No, I am not moving. Ever. It’s not my thing. However, for someone who has no plans of moving, I’ve been doing an awful lot of looking for houses.
Greek Summer Salad with Anchovies
There are few tasks when visiting family in Greece that I enjoy as much as going to the λαïκη (lye-ee-KEE), the farmer’s market. There you will find the ripest, most colorful produce, buckets of olives, slabs of feta, and the freshest seafood and meats. I drool walking past each display.
Pitting Plums (and Keeping Fingers)
I have a few (okay, a fair amount, ummmm… maybe a lot) of kitchen gadgets. Some I use more often than others, but I really do use them all at some point in time.
Garlic (Allium sativum)
I can’t imagine life without garlic, nor do I think I should have to. That would just be cruel. Thankfully, it’s easy to grow, so I don’t think I’ll have to worry!
Artichoke (Cynara scolymus)
If you drive along some parts of the central California coast, you are likely to see wide swaths of the landscape covered in artichoke plants. In fact, this is pretty much the only place in the U.S. where commercial artichokes are grown.
Blueberry (Vaccinium spp.)
When I think of growing blueberries, I think of places like Oregon or Maine. You know, forests and cooler climates. Not 100+ F temperatures in California’s Central Valley zone 9. Yet, here they are!
They Grow So Fast!
The little babies I posted about earlier aren’t really babies anymore! Birds grow so quickly, and I don’t think it will be very long before these “teenagers” will be booted out to make way for a fresh batch of new ones.
Plum Jam (No Added Pectin)
I have three varieties of plum trees in my yard. The earliest to ripen is the Santa Rosa. They look and smell so luscious, and then you bite into one. PUCKER!!!
Stone Fruit Oven Pancake
With summer officially here, the stone fruit season is now seriously underway. Apricots, peaches, nectarines, plums, and all the hybrids in between, are dropping off trees and showing up in markets. Gobble them up now, they don’t last long!
Burgundy-Garlic Roast Chicken
Somewhere in human culinary history, someone made some “rules”. Some were good. Some leave me scratching my head and wondering why.
