When I was a little girl I decided to write a book. It couldn't be that difficult, I thought; after all, I had learned how to write!
I laid the story out in my mind. It was going to be a detective story, like the Bobbsey Twins, who I had just discovered in my new third grade library. It was going to be sooo exciting! I was going to be famous before I turned 8 1/4!
I found a clean notebook and a pencil with an eraser (I hadn't graduated to ink pens yet), shut my older sister out of our bedroom and sat down to write the first chapter.
An hour or so later I had a whole page full of writing. I was so proud!
The problem was I had also told the whole story. In one page.
Apparently I needed more words.
I struggled for another hour or so (I was 8, remember?), working on fleshing it out a bit; adding some more words (some talking would be good); maybe an adjective or two (except I didn't know about adjectives yet). I ended up with a page and a half.
Apparently writing a book wasn't quite as easy as I'd thought.
Then it quit raining, the sun came out, the neighborhood kids came by (all two of them, I lived in a very small town) and my thoughts of being a famous author were put on the shelf, along with my notebook.
What brought that memory back today? It's raining (again). After I visited Boris and made pickles I sat down to write this post. There were no words.
Some days it's just like that: there aren't any words.
Gazpacho with traditional garnish.
Something to do with all of those tomatoes that everyone in the world but me has.
I have cucumbers, though, lots and lots of cucumbers!
Loosely based on a recipe from an old Williams Sonoma book (either 'Salads' or 'Potatoes'), it has my favorite summer things:
Grilled potatoes, lots and lots of basil, and creamy chevre (soft goat cheese).
Toss in some sautéed mushrooms and a bunch of chives…. potato salad heaven.
When I found these cute little fresh mozzarella balls, exactly the size of cherry tomatoes, I couldn't resist!
Rather than serve them as a starter I
got bought some cherry tomatoes, picked a couple of big bunches of basil and tossed the lot with some couscous. A drizzle of good olive oil (I will not say EVOO, or even Extra Virgin; why would you use anything else?) and:
Couscous Caprese Salad was born!
Start with 2 or 4 or 6 cloves of garlic, finely chopped. Let them sit in a tablespoon or two of olive oil (see previous disclaimer) while you slice the tomatoes in half and snip the basil. Toss it all together, sprinkle on some sea salt and Bob's your uncle.
It's good right away, better if it sits a bit (kind of like me). When I have a garden I just keep eating and adding tomatoes all week.
Might as well finish up with more of the nightshade family: Grilled Peppers, Onions and Potatoes.
More difficult summer food from the grill.
Let's see, where to start…
Okay, cut the peppers, onions and potatoes, toss with some olive oil (again), put into an old grill pan and cook on the barbecue grill until browned, lovely and done. Eat.
I used green and orange pepper, red onion and small potatoes. Use whatever you have.
I'm out of words.
Boris says "Hey".