Suffers’ Succotash

“Come on, let me cook for you, baby.” Cheeky video aside, The Suffers’ Make Some Room is one of my favorite love songs ever, all about giving and sharing and doing for the folks we care most about. It was even in the running for the First Dance at our wedding last March. But truly,…

I Saw the Figure 5 in Gold

You could blame Brooks Robinson and George Brett, but mostly you should blame a slap-hitting, drag-bunting, slick-fielding, former Atlanta Braves farmhand named Terry Muck. Terry played short and sometimes second on the Aurora SealMasters, a men’s fast-pitch team from my hometown that won a bunch of National (and World) Championships when I was a kid. Sounds corny, I suppose, but they…

August in January: Corn & Poblano Chicken Stew

Blanched-bright sweet corn. Deep green poblanos. Sungold tomatoes. Back in late August, I’d tucked vacuum packets of all these bits of summer into our freezer. I had no set plans for them, really, beyond having a bank of reserved sunshine to call on some bitter winter day. Yesterday wasn’t really all that bitter—sunny and 30s, actually,…

Whizbang Summer Salsa

When it comes to homemade salsa, in high tomato season, anyway, I’m usually more of a pico de gallo gal. Finely diced fresh tomato, onion, garlic, and pepper, finished with a little lime, salt, and cilantro. No cooking, but lots and lots of chopping. Last week, though, I saw Deb Perelman’s post on a three-ingredient…

Out of the deep freeze

Hey, maybe you haven’t heard—since, you know, the hysteria-industrial complex only reported it 23/7—but it’s been cold. Not just cold. C-c-c-c-c-cold. When just going outside to let the dog do his thing requires two layers and ends with crystalized eyelashes, going out the store—or out to eat—is out of the question. I know I’m not…

Squashapalooza Day VI: Zucchini-corn fritters

Squash remaining:  2. Days remaining:  2. That’s right, I took a day off. Squash-free Friday. It may just catch on. Back at it Saturday night, though, when we found a half-hour gap in the rain to grill out some burgers for dinner. Must. Have. Zucchini. The grill was the obvious choice, but I’ve made or…

A zucchini a day . . .

. . . still would not deplete my backlog before my next CSA delivery. That’s right. As I type, there are EIGHT summer squash (six zucchini and two yellow squash) in my fridge. Last week’s sharebox included four of each, and this week’s held four more. My goal: to eat them up or put them…