This morning we picked blackberries at Manoff Market Gardens—we’re making berry jam to keep for winter. The market gardeners tipped us off to head to the end of the row and go for the bodacious Apache variety: big berries, whole lotta flavor. We couldn’t resist, so lunch today is sugared blackberries and cream. Make something delicious for yourself this weekend, dear friends.
We still have a mad craving for BLT’s. After all, this is the tomato’s moment in the sun. We have been wolfing down scads of the red beauties, drizzled with vinaigrette, dolloped with mayo, adorned with minced chives. We’ve even taken to serving our salads with spoons so that we can slurp up every last drop of juice. So today, lunch is a gastronomic harmonic convergence—peeled dead-ripe tomatoes, good crisp bacon, butter lettuce, mayonnaise, chives, and salt and pepper piled on toasted country bread to sop up all the lusciousness. We ain’t gotta barrel of money, but we sure do eat like we do!
As we were standing by the charcoal fire this afternoon, grilling lamb chops, blistering eggplant and tomatoes, and dodging the smoke, we realized today’s lunch is about fire and sauces, the comingling of smoke and assertive flavors—they belong together. So we are feasting on A Pile of Grilled Lamb Chops Scottadito and Eggplant Cooked in the Coals with a smoky grilled tomato vinaigrette. Get your grill on before the leaves fall.
Today we are enjoying the fruits of our weekend labor—Cold Corn Soup with a swirl of sour cream and squash and chive blossoms just because. Here’s how we made it: We cut the kernels off twelve ears of bicolor corn, chopped up two bulb onions, peeled and diced two russet potatoes, then simmered the lot, along with the cobs, in a half gallon of whole milk until the potatoes were soft. We seasoned it with some crushed red pepper flakes and good ol’ s & p. After puréeing it all (minus the cobs, of course) in a food processor, we double strained it. Smooth and silky, sweet and savory, we must say, it may be the best summer recipe so far—maybe. As delicious as it is pretty, it’s an elegant way to start the work week. By the way, is anyone working, or is everyone at the beach?
Which came first? The chicken or the succotash? Maybe it was the corn and lima beans we had bought at the farm market this morning? Or that we already had two plump chicken breasts in the fridge? Hard to say, but we’re eating the Chicken Wrapped in Prosciutto with Anchovy Butter, some sautéed meaty chanterelles, and a succotash of wax beans, limas, and white corn with a fork and knife, plus a spoon to scoop up all the delicious, savory juices. Have a wonderful weekend, dear friends. Enjoy summer’s bounty and cook something delicious for yourself.
We had it all planned, a picnic lunch of Tomatoes Stuffed with Tuna Salad. We’d sit with our legs over the side of the canal and watch the world float by. But one of us was late! She (MH) got a notion to pull the car over by the side of the road, climb a brambly bank, and hunt for mushrooms. Eureka! She found them, beautiful golden chanterelles. We tossed them in a vinaigrette with some steamed runner beans. So now we have a real blue plate special—talk about your locavores. (Oh that’s right, full disclosure, we did not catch the tuna in the canal.)
Week 3 of Canal House cooks Pronto! and there are still so many good dishes to come. We forgot to get beach houses this summer, dang it, and here we are with two feet (actually four) in August with a hunger for a taste of the shore. Whatcha gonna do? We picked up a bag of littleneck clams at the market this morning, a handful of small zucchini, and a bunch of fresh basil to make this delicious Lumache with Zucchini & Clams for lunch. It sure satisfies. And anyway, we don’t like getting sand in our sandwiches.
Instead of lunch (we were invited out today), we offer you a late afternoon hors d’oeuvre and cocktail: Hard-Boiled Eggs & Tomatoes Bathed in a Lemony Vinaigrette and a pretty glass of Prosecco & Aperol. What a way to begin the weekend! Make something delicious for yourself this weekend, dear friends.