|Locally grown heirloom pumpkins|
I want to be more well-behaved. Really, I do.
But when I pulled these carrots up, I just knew they were, er …. special. They looked so innocent, buried in the dirt with their green furry fronds poking up so nice and vegetable-like. But it looks to me like they’ve been havin’ some fun down in the nether-regions of my fall garden. I’m thinking seriously of leaving the rest of their buddies in the ground so I don’t have to buy any carrot seeds next year! Continue Reading →
A punchy ending to a fun weekend at our mountain cabin. Our friends left after breakfast and, well, a tin of cookies was left sitting out on the porch.
I actually think the cookies look better on my husband, Wayne. Continue Reading →
Here’s what your September figs ought to look like. This is a Celeste fig. I’ve had the tree for 10 years and it’s just now producing yummy figs. But, if your fig tree is full of little green knobby figs that will surely succumb to frost before ripening, I have a surprise for you. You can hasten the ripening of your little darlings with a nifty trick I learned a few years ago from my friend, Andrew, at a Men’s Garden Club of Asheville plant sale. Well, I’ll just show you. Continue Reading →
Last night, five of my young-ish friends invited me to a progressive garden dinner they were hosting in their vintage West Asheville neighborhood. We bicycled to four urban bungalows and enjoyed a course at each with wine and garden tours. All the food was prepared by these professional bakers out of their front yard bungalow gardens … from homemade hard cider with veggie antipasti to gazpacho with homemade ciabatta, squash risotto, to squashamole and salad. Our final destination was to be a sunset dessert at an old 19th century rambling farmhouse. Too much schmoozing, we arrived at dark.
I noticed a big ladder on the porch, leaning on the roof with plates and forks nearby. Holey squash blossoms, I thought, we’re having a roof-top dessert. My perky dinner-mates chirped “are you ok to climb on the roof Barbara?” I am, after all, their mothers’ age. “Oh, of course, I do this all the time,” I say as up and more up we go. I tried hard to walk normal and not skooch on my butt. And then, perched on the roof apex, we ate pie. In the dark. Watching a beautiful lightening storm come our way. Closer and closer.
The pie was a caramel, chevre and onion with a flax seed and coconut crust. The cheese had red onions in it because somebody gave our young host a quart of homemade chevre mixed with raw red onions. So of course he made a frozen goat cheese and raw red onion caramel pie. Actually delicious, only i had to go to the dentist this morning and my breath stank to high heavens and there I was explaining to him about how I ate a raw red onion dessert pie on the roof with a bunch of young bakers in a lightening storm last night.
Remind me never to be an old lady. Continue Reading →
Hey! The gardens are in full swing with all this wet and warm weather. Perfect for picking, cooking and eating. See you soon I hope!
Blackberry mint mojitos and crunchy pan-fried squash blossoms stuffed with garlic scape pesto and local chevre will get us up and running. Then we’ll wander into the gardens and pick our dinner fixings. Heirloom fingerling potatoes are so delicious they only need a golden roast along with optional toasty local fennel sausage. Yellow squash strips get a pistachio mint pesto stuffing, skinny green and yellow beans get tossed with sherry vinegar marinated red onions and cucumbers. And for our dessert, a gooey, drop dead gorgeous, easy blackberry chocolate dip-in cake. Continue Reading →
On Monday, I’ll be posting classes for April and May. Stop back by soon and we’ll talk about how to prepare those fabulous creasy greens popping up in your yard about now.
Aunt Barb’s Wednesday Night Supper Club
January 12 … Made-From-Scratch Soups & Herbed Flatbreads