From trellis to table
Just thought it would be fun to take a minute here to illustrate one of a million elements that goes into coordinating a brilliant dining experience, one thread intertwined with the likes of a 60lb suitcase full of cheese, an impromptu propane tank replacement, a last-minute veggie sausage, and the looming thread of an imminent power outage. In seven acts:
There's only about a two week window per year you can do this.
"Belgian asparagus" is tender enough to eat raw, leaves and all.
Less than 24 hours earlier, these guys were still pushing the soil.
The prep work's not much other than checking for stowaways.
A little butter, a little water, a little bone marrow gastrique...
"Belgian asparagus" is tender enough to eat raw, leaves and all.
Less than 24 hours earlier, these guys were still pushing the soil.
The prep work's not much other than checking for stowaways.
A little butter, a little water, a little bone marrow gastrique...
PS - I'll likely get around to posting a more detailed account of my most recent evening with "The Homebrew Chef", but couldn't resist leading in with this little tale of one the dinner's ingredient's heroic journey from the dusty back country of the Russian River Valley to the tables in Lower Haight.
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1 Comments:
Awesome. I'll have to try it next year when my shoots are popping out of the ground.
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