It’s been really fun thinking up meals to make for my friends Sarah and Doug that use the bounty of their lovely garden. I love experiments! Especially when they’re successful! Since they’re “mostly vegan” I’ve been enjoying taking comfort food favorites and converting them into satisfying vegan dishes, like these two versions of herb-laden scalloped potatoes.
I decided to add some other vegetables to make the casseroles prettier and to add flavor interest, but you could try them with just potatoes and onions if you prefer. Lovage, unfortunately, is not really an herb commonly found in most markets, but if you can’t find it in your own garden or local farmer’s market, you can substitute parsley or cilantro, just use about three or four times the amount because lovage has a much more potent flavor effect on the dish. I’m planning to take a more in-depth look at this wonderful plant in another post very soon!
Hello friends! Here’s the recipe for the delicious vegan cornbread I mentioned yesterday. It makes a lovely centerpiece to any meal, be it breakfast, lunch, or supper!
I’ve made so many versions of this cornbread, and shared it with countless people. I’m always so pleased at the strong reactions it seems to inspire. Ah, the delights of comfort food! I could seriously eat homemade cornbread every day of my life and be really happy about it. As long as it was at least something like this one!:) Read more
I was going to make my beloved Acorn Cornbread on Thanksgiving day. But, as things went, our household decided to go to the Indiana River that morning, to give thanks to Mother Nature in our own way. It was an incredible morning, with a light drizzle of rain, and fog drifting all over the forested mountains. I swam in the very cold river., and sang, and we all sang and howled like the pack of happy little creatures that we are, out in the wild with no one around. We saw an incredible rainbow, and, later, Monica brought us to see a whole field of Darlingtonia plants, which completely blew our minds.
Not to mention, that on the way there, a whole flock of wild turkeys gobbled along a road side while we drove slowly by, admiring their beauty. My housemates talked to the turkeys from the inside of the car, saying things like, “We’re so glad you’re so alive!, ” and “Be free, little ones!” and although I could appreciate these well-wishes, I have to admit my canyon-ized self was also wishing we’d thought to pack a shotgun in the car along with our jars of tahini, and that it hadn’t been so long since my last target practice with Wolf.
I bought a pomegranate to send in the mail to Rhiannon, but, sadly, it didn’t fit in the box. We have a thing about eating pomegranates this time of year, back in the canyon. So, this lovely fruit sat on my dresser for about a week, reminding me of home. Read more