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CSA and grocery store weirdos.

 

Swiss chard, celery, onion, basil, radishes, carrots, dill, scallions, tomato, pepper and something I’d never tried before.

A Korean melon.

 

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It’s a delicate flavor, like cantaloupe… with the consistency of a cucumber.

At the store this week –

 

 

A clearance sale on Hostess coffee.

Poor SnoBalls.

Apparently no one likes them in caffeinated liquid form either.

 

 

Italian flour.

WTH?

Do the Irish and French have some as well. And if so, why?

 

 

Gag.

More meatless meat. This time in balls.

So wrong.

 

 

And yes, the brand name toilet paper was still on the shelves.

But right across the aisle?

 

Not a Brawny or Bounty in sight.

Thirsty paper towels?

Trust me, they’re anything but.

I love my town.

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And I love what people post on its Facebook page.

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Oh no.

If you see it?  Please tell it we serve a daily and nightly buffet free of charge.

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I’m not exactly sure what constitutes ‘groovy’ lamb.

But I’m pretty sure this isn’t it.

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Jumping orangey peach colored fish?

Thanks 2020. Like this year wasn’t weird enough.

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I have to admit I’d never even heard of letterboxing before.

Sounds like a perfect Covid era activity though.

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Normally I’d say friend.

But it’s 2020, for all we know that thing is radioactive.

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A giant vacuum cleaner?

Well, yeah.  They want us to social distance…  so just stick the hose end into your local pub and switch her on.

Because these things must be shared.

 

Remember the bizarre eggplant?

 

 

The  ‘extremely happy to see you’  eggplant?

 

 

We decided to gift it to our local pub’s owner/bartender/new friend.

He wasn’t quite sure what to make of it at first…. and tried to pass it off to his employee.

 

 

Who immediately weaponized it.

 

 

And then succumbed to it’s charms.

 

 

And once he saw how well it was being received?

 

 

He fell in love.

I mean really, how could you not?

 

 

 

 

Summer means watermelon.

 

And woodchucks eating watermelon is too damned cute not to share.

 

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I never thought about giving watermelon to the chucks.

 

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But a bowl of it got pushed to the back the fridge recently and I couldn’t see throwing it away.

 

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Let me tell you….

 

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There were some happy little chuckers that afternoon.

 

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Until the last piece was in sight.

 

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Then it was every chuck for themselves.

CSA and grocery store chuckles.

 

The summer bounty continues.

 

 

And if you’ve never tried fresh lemon basil?

Please do. It’s wonderful.

 

 

Vegan bratwurst?  Oh, the horror!

Kindly keep your kale out of my artery clogging sausage. If this shows up at the next beer festival I attend….. there will be blood in the streets.

 

 

My only question here is… why?

And for something on the opposite end of the spectrum…..

 

 

Which also makes me ask… why?

 

 

Heritage popcorn?

Proof positive yuppies will buy anything that’s ridiculously overpriced.

 

 

Is it any surprise this was the only bottle left? I think not.

And finally, the real shock of the day.

 

 

Toilet paper is back… and brand names at that!

So if you heard them broadcast a code for ‘crazy lady doing happy dance on aisle 13’?

Pay no attention, the unadulterated joy of not wiping my butt with sandpaper just got away from me for a moment.

My blue heaven….

 

We’re rapidly running out of fresh blueberries thanks to the crows…. so it was time to whip out my all time favorite blue recipe.

Lemon blueberry pound cake with a lemon zest glaze.

 

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Ooh la la…. the batter has a stick of butter in it.

 

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And once you add the berries?

I eat it like ice cream.

Do I make a mess when I bake?

 

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You could say that.

But it’s so worth it.

 

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Three loaves of buttery berried goodness.

I ran into a little SNAFU after they cooled and I started to make the glaze.

 

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2017? No problem….

Expiration dates are for the weak.

But settle down, I Googled it.

 

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There.

If Google says it’s alright? Who am I to argue.

 

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Lemon zest glaze.

 

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I tend to do more than drizzle.

 

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Because when have you ever heard someone say,  “I’ll take mine with less fabulousness please?”

 

 

 

Recipe as requested.

It should be noted I double…. oh alright, sometimes triple…. the glaze ingredients.

CSA, grocery shopping in Maine… and pie.

 

A slightly smaller bounty this week as the neighbor we split with liked more of the offerings than we did.

 

 

But there were fairy tale eggplants, so I should probably start this blog with Once Upon a Time.

Once Upon a Time in Maine…. a local grocery store advertised their weekly ware.

 

 

Squid jigs at the grocery store.

You know you’re in Maine when….

 

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And meanwhile down at the River ranch, there was pie.

 

 

Glorious lattice crust fresh blueberry pie.

 

 

No, I couldn’t wait for it to cool completely.

 

 

And yes, I had pie for breakfast the next morning.

If that’s wrong?

I don’t want to be right.