Mother Earth’s medicine chest is full of healing herbs of incomparable worth. —Robin Rose Bennett
There are no seasons in the American supermarket. Now there are tomatoes all year round, grown halfway around the world, picked when it was green, and ripened with ethylene gas. Although it looks like a tomato, it’s kind of a notional tomato. I mean, it’s the idea of a tomato. —Michael Pollan
pizza sauce and pizza dough
Late summer, here in Montréal, our markets, and backyard and community gardens alike, are overflowing with tomatoes; all ripening at once that it’s nearly impossible to keep up with nature by merely consuming them at the usual weekly consumption rate. They are sold dirt cheap, by the bushels, to anyone who is brave enough to venture into a little forward-thinking sauce-making. I may not always be so forward-thinking but I’m a sucker for cheap so this is the time of year when I turn a fairly inexpensive bushel of tomatoes into a healthy supply of pizza sauce. Continue reading “pizza sauce and pizza dough”
cardamom pear sauce
Before she was born, before we even knew that pears were her favourite fruit, we planted two pear trees.
Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends. -Green Day
Apple picking is a ritual in these parts at this time of the year. It marks the end of summer perhaps more notably than the autumnal equinox itself.