| Roasted chicken meets wild fiddleheads and Terra Cotta Pasta in a mutually agreed upon parmesan cream sauce. This is why my midriff is... ...nevermind! |
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Chicken Fiddle Alfredo with Pappardelle
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Braised Short Ribs
Monday, March 11, 2013
Top o' the Hill to ye! Steak tips, frizzled onions and kelp slaw
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Breakfast fit for a farmers' market queen
I don't know that I need to say more. Okay, I will. 'Many Raisin' toast from Sunnyfield Ovens that we picked up yesterday at the market, slathered with Brookford Farm brie (also purchased yesterday) and my buddy Marie's homemade jellies (left: orange-mint; right: red pepper-raspberry; not shown: quince-vanilla). All her jellies are made with her own garden's produce and herbs!
Wait till I unwrap the blue from Brookford's.
Okay, nevermind, I shouldn't make you wait. I'm very likely going to add it to a mesclun greens & apple salad with lots of spiced nuts (buddy Marie is a keeper!) It's so creamy, though, that I might very well have to slightly melt it over grilled beach Pea ciabatta, with crushed spiced nuts and drizzled with Victory Bees honey. Haha, I'll try to remember pictures.
'New Hampshire' Fried Chicken Dinner
My mother procures 6 or 7 chickens every year from her local farmer in Tamworth, one of which found its way to my freezer recently. Upon thawing, I promptly broke it down into pieces, oven-fried 'em, and served 'em up with all the rest of the usual KY-style suspects (what can I say, I'm a child of the 70's), the difference being my sides came from within 3-25 miles!
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