August in Indiana. The days are shorter already, and we've had a couple cold snaps. I start to feel a twinge of melancholy, like the whole year is already over. But something absolutely magical works as a countervailing force: the harvest.
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| Bountiful, Indiana harvest! I am joyful. |
Today, I woke up and picked food for lunch and dinner. Lunch will be Italian--Caprese--an easy way to consume our basil and tomatoes raw (we'll only eat my five black tomato favorites: Black from Tula, Brandywine Black, Black Krim, Japanese Trifele, and Nyagous).
Dinner, though, will be chile rellenos made with our Anaheim and Poblano peppers, with salsa verde from our tomatillos, and tomatoes on the side.
Other days, we cook the black beans for a couple hours to make a black bean and corn salsa/salad.
We will try this year to make blue corn tortillas--we have no idea what we're doing, but that's part of the fun.
Yum. Yum. Yum.
James's salsa verde:
(Tomorrow: Margarita Pizza, using sweet, pink Mortgage Lifter tomatoes.)
