It was my turn to pick up the veggies yesterday. I live about an hour from the farm, which interestingly, is only ten minutes from my childhood home and about the same distance from the woman who grooms our two little Border Terriers. So, I made a day of it. Dropped the dogs off at 9 a.m., visited with Mom, went to the farm to pick up the veggies and back home to deliver the booty (four of us split two shares).
The day seemed very promising weatherwise—sunny and warm. We’ve had a lot of rain in the Northeast this spring so the few sunny, summery days we’ve had have been cherished. I sat on my Mother’s deck and took in view—fields and mountains and not another house in sight. It was serene and the heat from the sun was delicious.
The sun was still shining when I traveled country roads to the farm. I enjoy entering the little barn to measure out my 1 pound of this, a few of these, another few pounds of that. I’m there with other women all gathering the bounty they’ll cook sometime later that day or week for their families. You can feel that we share a similar, almost instinctive, intent. I’m certain if coffee, tea, or ice cold lemonade were served we’d stop to visit awhile before moving on to the rest of the day.
Next was “pick your own”—my favorite time. There were the last of the strawberries and just ripened sugar snap peas in the fields. I like the fields and the evidence of skill and caring obvious in the orderly rows of strawberry plants and tall, staked and tied snap pea vines. The vines were at least six feet tall and there was just enough room to walk between two rows. When I got 10 or 12 feet deep I was surrounded by green and the sky was visible between curling vines and leaves.
I’d seen the sky was beginning to cloud up and standing in the field could feel the storm making its way toward the farm. The wind picked up a bit and there was a cool damp breeze. I was done for the day and on my way back to my Mother’s the storm kicked up an amazing wind. I almost felt like I was in Kansas, Dorothy! It was pouring buckets by the time I got to her house so I waited out the storm there.
All in all it was a perfect day!
Oh yeah, you probably want to know what I got at the farm—the requisite lettuces, a cucumber, snow peas, broccoli and fava beans. Another cabbage, the radicchio, baby turnips, carrots, and garlic scapes. And, the strawberries and sugar snap peas.
Tonight I made Chicken Teriyaki using onions, snow peas, broccoli, carrots, garlic scapes, and radicchio. I sauteed a smashed garlic clove and chopped garlic scapes in grapeseed oil. Added the sliced and quartered onion until wilted. Then broccoli, snow peas, and carrots, tossing a few times, and sprinkled with San-J Gluten Free Teriyaki Sauce and Marinade. Covered for a few minutes. Finally, made a well in the veggies, added a little more oil and the chicken tossing until cooked through. Added the chopped radicchio and covered until wilted. Topped with a little more Teriyaki and tada. Fresh, crispy and wonderful.