July 25, 2004
Scottish cuisine!
In keeping with the accusation that I am a closet Scotsman, let me say that nothing is as satisfying as picking blackberries from a shady canyon in a city park, EXCEPT seeing poorer quality blackberries on sale for $2 for a little basket. Needless to say, our hands and tongues were quite purple this weekend. I think that Amalia and I will return to the berry patch Wednesday afternoon, as I keep having olfactory hallucinations of blackberry galette, which will not go away until I have one in front of me, preferably served warm with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.
I also discovered a beautiful nettle patch. It is too late for these plants, but come winter, when the new shoots are up, I plan on being there with gloves and a sack.
Posted by erik at July 25, 2004 11:25 PM | TrackBackWe've just come home to our house which has been rented out for the past two years. The tenants let the back garden go, but as a result we've got a bumper crop of blackberries hanging over the fence from our neighbours on either side. So, while I'm going to clear away the thicket of brambles (with the help of my Scottish father-in-law, who knows a thing or two about blackberry jam), I'm not in such a hurry as to miss this windfall harvest before the clearing.
Posted by: stephen at August 2, 2004 2:30 AM