I would like to invite you all to dinner. Would it not be a riot? Breaking bread and clinking glasses with all you wonderful, talented and soulful bloggers. Imagine the conversations. Think of all the inspiration to be garnered. The creativity sparks a ‘flying. The spirits uniting. All at one table. I smile just thinking about it.
The menu? Homegrown, local, fresh picked and freshly plucked. Back yard raised.
We would start with a salad of baby romaine hearts harvested from my little garden plot. Slightly grilled whole heads, their tender green leaves infused with a slight smoky flavour. Then chilled, served on an ice-cold plate, a generous drizzle of garlicky vinaigrette and a scattering of fried capers and home-made parmesan. Thin slices of French bread with the perfect crumb, on the side, to mop up the leftover dressing.
On to a wee crab feast next. Dungeness crab handpicked from our local beach. Saltwater boiled until just done and onto ice. Sorry Mr. Crab, but you just taste sooo good. Seriously, we pick em’ with nets ourselves, knee-deep at low tide in the Pacific Ocean. Just down the street. I can’t say there is much better or fresher eats than that. It’s free too, big daddy bonus. Melt up a pot of creamy garlic butter for dipping in and we are in business. Big time.
Whoa, slight pause. What to drink? A Prosecco? Some chilled white wine? Ice cold beer? Maybe one or more of each. Who’s counting? Not me. I would never judge you. I want you to be happy and full. Really happy and really full. Bursting with both. Just not barfing. Sorry, too much info?
Lets see what else is growing back there? Almost forgot the artichokes. Holy, these tight purple buds and great silvery wing like foliage make me so happy. They are Italian, they are the variety ‘ Violetta’. I can almost not believe I grew these babies from seed. Sometimes I just let them go to flower because it then it will shoot out a fluorescent purple spray of awesomeness.
Still hungry? No dinner party is complete without a sweet happy ending. Some ruby-red strawberries would fit the bill quite nicely. Let’s throw in a beautiful pile of dark organic chocolate as well . I just go completely mental for that dark loveliness paired with a glass of California red.
a nice bouquet of wildflowers for the table and voila! Cheers!
To round out the happy ending. A thin mint? Oh sir.. It’s only a tiny little thin one.