This and That
Where did September go (or the summer for that matter)? There have been a couple of little things that I have been meaning to mention. So here goes, in no particular order:
1. On Labour Day weekend, we invited J2’s parents to join us for a beach day and barbeque. Unfortunately, the weather kept us away from the beach but we still ha a lovely barbeque supper. J1 who is a wizard at the grill, created new twist on a burger.
When the patties were fully cooked, he placed them on the centre of a flour tortilla, folded it into a hexagon and then placed it back on the barbeque.
The result was a crunchy version of a burger. Try it sometime.
2. We are almost at the final week of our garden share with Blue Lagoon Organics. We have especially enjoyed roasted beets with their jackets still on-something that I am not hesitant to do with organic produce.
We also loved pit pat squash. It is so pretty and so delicious. But our biggest surprize were Jerusalem artichokes. The tuber is not grown anywhere near Jerusalem and the veggie is way more akin to a potato than an artichoke.
Recently, they have been referred to as sunchokes perhaps because their yellow flower resembles a sunflower. When tossed in a little canola oil, roasted and then sprinkled with sea salt, they are absolutely delicious! The texture is like a potato but the taste is both sweeter and nuttier.
3. The last stop of our “Be Well” weekend was at the Blue Moon Saskatoon Orchard near Rossburn, Manitoba.
We enjoyed one last lunch on the farm and I was enthralled with the purple-edged carrots and the addition of Saskatoon preserves to our chicken wraps.
I now cannot imagine a wrap without the sweet inclusion.
I am not inclined to desserts but enjoy jams and jellies with a piece of multi-grain toast after a hearty breakfast at the lake.
Kath’s quote: “This is not that, and that is certainly not this, and at the same time an oyster stew is not stewed, and although they are made of the same things and even cooked almost the same way, an oyster soup should never be called a stew, nor stew soup.”-M.F.K. Fisher
Love-that is all.
