September’s promise
Just a quick note — made more bread (finished it last night) and it is getting better and better. Also, inspired by my SBF (serious bread friend), I have some sourdough pizza dough fermenting in the fridge. We’ll probably have that this weekend.
Anyway, I’m just writing to say how very much I love september. Tomatoes, peaches, one or two leaves skittering across the road, crickets, cool nights. And so forth. Last night I tackled my peck of peaches and now they are all very politely resting in their freezer bags in the freezer. They are a promise kept for winter when I want to cook them with vanilla, nutmeg, some cinnamon and maybe cardamom — you don’t even need pastry or ice cream to go along with really good peaches — but you might want some just to add to the fun. As for the tomatoes, I bought a case this past weekend of very nice romas and slow-roasted a bunch on Saturday. There are still plenty left. And THEY are not being polite at all. They are lurking in their basket as only impatient ingredients will do. I suppose I should blanch them and cook them down tonight. I’m sort of wishing that they would turn themselves into a sauce (do you think nanotechnologists are considering these sorts of issues?).
Finger Lakes this weekend.