Friday, September 7, 2012

Slipping Away

It seems as if the older I get, the faster time flies by. It seems to me as if summer just started, but reality is it's already September and I can feel summer slipping away. Especially when I see the kids at the school bus stop near our house, or when I see things like the fall movie preview or fall TV preview, or when I look at the Sunday paper ads and see Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas decor advertised.
I'm not yet ready to let go of summer. I'm not ready for fall, even if it is my favorite season and even if I did get a little giddy/happy thinking about getting out the Halloween decorations.
Before the season of pumpkins and squash and potatoes and apples and apple cider, I am going to enjoy summer a bit more. After all, the daytime high temperatures have still been in the mid to upper 80's. Our a/c is still kicking on during the day. And the calendar tells me that fall doesn't start until September 22 at 10:49 am eastern time.  
There's still time to enjoy farmers market peaches both for breakfast and in pie. There was one last 3 day holiday weekend, perfect for a leisurely brunch of French Toast with local maple syrup and juicy blueberries.
 And bacon. Bacon makes everything better, especially brunch.
That time flies by thing? I cannot believe we've been home from Toronto for 2 weeks. Since vacation, we have been craving lots and lots of vegetables, so we decided to try a ratatouille.
It's really not that hard. 'Ratatouille' makes it sound so grand, but really, it's simply sauteed veggies. We used eggplant, zucchini, tomatoes, onions, and red pepper with fresh thyme, a bay leaf, and some fresh basil sprinkled on right before eating.
I decided it was time to give fish another try. This time, fresh, never frozen, cod from Market District. Grilled, simply seasoned with salt, pepper, and fresh thyme.
It wasn't bad. It was perfectly cooked, cooked through but still moist and flaky. I just do not think I am ever going to really enjoy fish. The smell still bothers me - thank goodness the rain stopped so we could cook it outside instead of stinking up the inside! I couldn't even load the dishwasher after the first fish night because every time the door opened, the smell of fish wafted out and I gagged. SP was on dish duty until we ran the dishwasher and eliminated the fish smell.
There are still lots of tomatoes at the farmers market. I love tomatoes. I really wanted another tomato tart after the last one, the one with the burnt to a crisp tomatoes.
These tomatoes turned out much, much better! I probably could have let them roast even a little bit longer, but I was afraid of letting them roast too long! This time, we used goat cheese, and the tart was fantastic. 
There's been CSA corn, cooked on the grill, and a saute of CSA things like baby eggplant, peppers, and onion. I'm not a fan of the baby eggplant, but SP likes it. One of the peppers was really potent as we both started sneezing when he started to chop it!
We tried some chicken sausage with feta and spinach from Market District. 
We grilled it. I like chicken sausage, but I would never have suspected these were spinach & feta sausage because I didn't really taste those flavors. 

More eggplant. Lots of eggplant. I saw these eggplant stacks on Tea & Cookies and liked the concept, so we decided to try them. 
Stacks of sliced eggplant, marinara (from our freezer), feta, and we added portobellas on top. Very filling, and delicious. 
More eggplant - this time in an eggplant~red pepper~tomato pesto.
Pesto Calabrese. I love this pesto. Creamy from the ricotta, smushy eggplant taste, the tang of red peppers, plus fresh basil. 
We've had bowls filled with CSA and farmers market tomatoes - big, juicy red ones, little yellow ones, heirloom ones. One night, all the tomatoes got turned into Chicken Meuniere. 
 The tomatoes were sauteed with kalamatas, capers, lemon zest, and white wine.

And lots of salad. We ate salad every night for a week the week after vacation. Lettuce, carrots, roasted red pepper, tomatoes, kalamatas, green olives, cucumber with homemade balsamic vinaigrette.
I haven't had enough summer yet. I'm going to keep holding on, even as I feel it slipping away. Fall means winter is coming and winter is long, snowy, cold, raw, dark, and lacks my favorite farmers market goodies. For 2 more weeks, it's summer, and I'm going to ignore all ads, blogs, food shows, comments about pumpkin beer (yes, you, SP), etc., telling me it's time for fall goodies with pumpkins and apples and squash. Because it's not. Not yet.

1 comment:

  1. Agreed! I plan to enjoy every last bit of warm weather an green-ness an produce that I can!