Almost a Souffle

I cleaned out the weeds for the spring garden. Turning over the wonderful black dirt I discovered eight sweet potatoes. These were the remnants of an earlier harvest, bumpy little things with strange holes.

Took them inside, peeled them and drizzled them with olive oil. They roasted into golden coins of goodness. Lagniappe, yes !

Dash of Datil

The collard greens are a lush emerald carpet in the square foot beds. I harvested a double grocery bag of them and brought them in to cook for a departing artist, a Northerner who has spent enough time in the South to develop a taste for good greens. I don't boil them for the hour MKR mandates in CCC pg. 57. Rather, I chop them finely and saute with olive oil , bacon and pressed garlic. After They are limp for some time, I put in a cup of chicken broth and them cook the mixture down. Before I serve, I stir in a big spoonful of datil pepper jelly. YUM!

Pot of Tea and the Devil

" I liked to sit by the open hearth fire on a winter's day, about four in the afternoon, and eat a quarter of a devil's food cake,with a pot of tea or coffee." pg 149 CCC.

This is another quote that makes me feel one with MKR. I, too, love tea time cake rather than stuffing down dessert after a full meal. ( Although I can stuff if required.)

My favorite morsel is choco-banana bread which is simply any banana bread liberally embellished with chocolate chips. Somehow that bread seems less evil in the mid-afternoon that a pure slab of MKR's beloved devil's food. Just a bit anyway.