Tuesday, May 4, 2010

There is a Friend That Sticks Closer Than a Brother

The hot, steamy weather has past and we appear to be back to normal early May weather.

The cool air felt fresh tonight as I milked. It was nice to have Rachel's company. Tuesday is homeschool coop day. Rachel and kids plus some other homeschool friends come over on Tuesdays. She and I escaped the crazy kid chaos for lunch on the deck. Salad made with Amy's salad greens. They tasted so sweet and fresh. We talked girl's talk, or rather mother's talk, and talked Bible for a little. Sounds super religious, but it wasn't. What I like about Rachel is she is real. Any Bible conversation we share is bound to be very real.

Jason came over after work to do another couple of things with the concrete milking pad, so he joined Rachel and their kids to eat dinner with us. They are as close as family to me. I carmelized some onions, cooked up some of our grass-fed beef, sauteed some spinach and creamed it with our cream, their goat cheese and a splash of vermouth, and cooked up some asparagus. We crowded the table, and enjoyed sharing stories. It was a good dinner, and even though we missed Philip, we remembered him, and it wasn't quite so painful today. I have had a hard time cooking and enjoying food, but tonight I enjoyed. The beef was especially good with the very last bit of Brambleberry Farm's apricot jalapeno jelly.

Jason washed up the dishes and I milked Coco and Rachel kept me company. The stars were out and we appreciated them and the cooler air. The no-see-ums weren't quite as torturous tonight.

The kids had mud baths in the stream and played with crawdads this afternoon. I suggested that they catch a bunch for us to eat, but nobody seemed that interested but me.

So I guess we are in a period of not so bad days. What a relief. I even planted a couple more rows of beets, since last year I decided I was going to train myself to like them.

More gardening tomorrow? I hope so.


Debbie Millman said...

yum. double yum.

Chris said...

I second that emotion; yum! Nice to hear you talking about food. Pickled beets, yum!

gingerhillery@mac.com said...

Thanks, gals! But Chris, my quest to learn to eat beets will NEVER extend to the pickled variety. (I guess I should never say never!) I have found that I can eat them roasted with olive oil and garlic, or drizzled with balsamic vinegar.

Chris said...

Oh well, more pickled beets for me :). How about borscht?

Chris said...

Eat more beet greens, thin heavily. I love beets. Can you tell?

morebutter said...

so glad to hear that you are cooking and enjoying it!

gingerhillery@mac.com said...

Chris, I nominate you Beet Queen! We will have to brainstorm this summer to run a campaign for the lowly beet. Beet salad with pungent goat feta cheese, halved fresh cherries and some salty chopped up walnuts? Beets braised in balsamic vinegar with garlic and onions?

Maybe by the end of summer, I will be fully converted to beets and then will write a poem about them.

Thanks for the beety laugh.

And Holly, I am also glad to be thinking of food again.