Sliding seasons

As the asparagus season wanes, the shelling pea season begins.

I had asparagus on our Day Before Father’s Day menu. I figured it was getting late but I’d still be able to get some at the farmers market. And yes! I did. I heard one of the vendors tell someone this was the last. I still miss getting it at Farmer John’s lunchroom market over at Cubelandia but anyway. I got asparagus today and I ALSO GOT SHELLING PEAS! So I shelled them and added them to our menu. Local asparagus and local peas on the same menu? Yes yes yes.

I told one of my local friends that I would be home for shelling pea season and she said something like, “That’s one of the things I like about you.” Her husband plants a HUGE garden every year and they harvested something like 1400 veggies last year, which kept them in veg pretty much the whole year. I’m pretty sure they don’t do peas.

I have been to the Plum twice since I returned from the yooperland and both times I’ve been hailed with “Welcome home!” from various employees. This morning my own personal employee was also there meaning a [small] chorus of “there’s your mom” apparently ensued. And I am now known as a pea-sheller but that’s all I will say about that.

Anyway, I was down at the farmers market at 0-skunk-30 this morning. Came home for a bit, then hit up the Plum for things I couldn’t (or didn’t) get at the market. A long day of cooking prep and cooking, then kebabs grilled in the backyard and eaten with friends (kebab friends and human friends).

And that’s about it for tonight. Love y’all, KW.

One Response to “Sliding seasons”

  1. Margaret Says:

    What a wonderful greeting! I can’t believe that 1400 veggies; at our maximum we planted about 10.