On the one hand, I didn’t get much sympathy for the difficulties of “farmer wife” syndrome, judging by posted comment of “…sounds like fun to me….” On the other hand, the pressure was on, when a friend who was coming over for dinner wrote “…after reading, I’m looking forward to some straight from the garden dishes!” I spent the day cleaning (the kitchen really needed attention) and cooking.
That evening for dinner we had lemon-mustard chicken (with dried oregano from the garden), red-skinned potatoes (from the garden), pickled beets (from the garden), the last of the SunGold cherry tomatoes (from the garden), fresh-baked sourdough bread, and apple pie (with the apples – picked at Shelburne Orchards -which didn’t make it into the apple butter and a handful of cranberries, just for fun) with homemade whole-wheat crust. The vanilla ice cream was not from the garden. (We also had broccoli from the supermarket – the first vegetable I have bought in a long, long time.)
Yesterday, I stir-fried the leftover broccoli and potatoes with garlic (from the garden), a carrot (from the garden), the last teeny zucchini and yellow squash (from the garden), and ginger (not from the garden). It was a great accompaniment for grilled salmon (also not from the garden!) Now it’s time to relax – maybe some grilled cheese sandwiches with sourdough this evening.
The View from Spruce Knob 