Tag Archive | vegetarian cuisine

Winter Greens

I’m grateful for bright, healthy greens in deep winter. GB showed me a farm stand on Lost Mesa the other day, where I purchased a bag of beautiful mesclun mix, and another of healthy young kale. Unlike most farm markets, Flipside Farm closes in April and opens in late fall, providing tunnel-grown greens through the winter at a self-serve roadside stand. Picked fresh daily! I used the first of mine on the last tortilla, topped with (home-mixed) Penzeys ranch dressing, an egg scrambled with cream cheese, homemade B&B pickles, and homemade salsa. Because why not throw anything in the fridge into a tortilla and wrap it up for lunch? Fresh, mostly organic, vegetarian, and delicious.

My Vegetarian Cousin

I tell her often enough, but I’m going public tonight: I am so grateful for my cousin Melinda. There’s so much I could say about why, but for now, let it be enough that she is unknowingly influencing me to eat more and better vegetarian meals. I haven’t eaten much meat for more than thirty years: that which I do eat I usually know who raised and/or killed it. This is a foundation of ethicarian cuisine, to eat local animals that have been humanely raised or to eat wild animals that have been skillfully hunted. But I’m losing my taste for what little meat I do eat, as evidenced in my sudden, radically unexpected aversion to bacon. Melinda’s been a vegetarian for a long time. I’m grateful for her sharing vegetarian recipes and websites when I inquire after she mentions some delicious meal she’s made. Last week she shared this recipe for lasagna rolls. So simple, so delicious!

I added some fresh minced oregano and rosemary from the sunroom, to brighten up the frozen spinach and homemade marinara.
It was a tough call, to title this My Vegetarian Cousin or Good Neighbors. Wren met Jake for the first time today. He could not help himself. He was halfway across the 40-acre field before I noticed him, and he froze, watching us walk up the driveway. He’s a good dog, and he knew he shouldn’t keep coming. But I encouraged him: ‘Good boy, Jake, c’mon!He trotted halfway again, and Wren got excited. He finally succumbed to temptation, and she ran under the fence to meet him. It was adorable. They ran a little, sniffed a little, and then she got over-excited and fell into her wheezing so I picked her up. He’s such a good neighbor. He walked with us a few steps, then trotted up the driveway and cut back across the field.
And finally, another teaser for the Birds of the Tropics post, coming soon. This puzzle is SO much fun!