I love seeing heads pop over or through the swinging doors to the kitchen, because they are frequently followed by hands bearing offerings of freshly harvested ingredients. Today was an exemplary day for such offerings.
A grocery sack of sweet, crisp carrots - still bearing garden dirt and morning dew,
An assortment of chiles,
Half a dozen fresh-caught crawfish,
Four fingers of purple okra,
A handful of just-harvested fava beans,
A tablespoon of fresh-churned butter,
Thirteen of the most beautiful, fingertip-size huckleberries,
A swig of B's new batch of white lightning.
Damn!
I sautéed a couple of the carrots with the butter and some fresh herbs from the planter behind the kitchen.
The crawfish, once cleansed of their mud-love, worked well with a chili, the okra, the fava beans, and some rice to create a scrumptious gumbo. All told there wasn't more than a soup bowl worth of the dish, but it made for an exquisite dinner.
To finish off the day, I swigged the white lightning, as instructed, and then savoured the huckleberries in all of their juicy righteousness as a lovely chaser.
Yum! I love people who bring me treats!
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