Jul 20th, 2005
The sun is shining in Seattle and I'm sick to death of sitting in my 6th floor office staring at the computer screen. So I've snuck outside with my notebook (shhhhh...) and am writing this on (gasp) paper to be transcribed later.
Life has been busy lately, we've driven down to Oregon for three weekends in a row, so food has been utilitarian by necessity. Bu summer calls for simple food anyway - salads, sandwiches, lots of fresh fruit, and the occasional application of fire to meat...
I'm still enjoying my weekly organic produce box. It has introduced me to white turnips, led me to prepare kale for the first time (the jury is still out on that one), and greatly increased my beet consumption. In fact I'm really loving my roasted baby beets these days. You take two layers of foil, decapitate the beets and arrange them in the middle of the foil, toss with a bit of olive oil, and seal the packet in a little square. I usually toss the packet in the oven along with whatever else is cooking, but if you're cooking them on their own, 400F is probably the optimal temperature. The cooking time is also pretty flexible - I've left them in there anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour and a half. Once you've opened the package you can slip the beets out of their skins and twist off any stems remaining on the top - just don't wear your favorite all-white leisure suit to do so, they're really violently pink and oozy.
I like to chop up the roated beets and add them to salads - especially anything featuring hard boiled egg, basil, or feta cheese. I'm sure they're good on lots of other things too, I've just never kept them around long enough to find out.
We've also been enjoying blueberry season. Jay and I made a Blueberry Coffee Cake that was rapturously received. In between bites Jay kept saying, "I didn't know I liked this pie! It's so good!" And for my Dad's retirement party I made a Blueberry Barbecue Sauce to go with the burgers.
This weekend we're taking the boys on their first overnight camping trip. We'll be making s'mores and roasting hot dogs on sticks. The kids should return home a sticky, sunburned mess. I do love summer.