May 11, 2011
strawberry pie and other things to kiss goodbye
Okay I admit, I am feeling a little down. Maybe it's the unseasonable 90+ degree heat we're having this week, or the fact that my porch is covered in ugly, prehistoric cicadas shedding their skins and flying into the trees in a 13-year swarm. Or maybe it's because it feels like Spring (and our beautiful wedding) are over before they ever really began. It's all over, I think in my more dramatic moments. The Wedding. The party. The Spring. The good weather. The fun. The planning. The waiting. The romance. You get the idea.
I am good at complaining about things I can't control--like the weather or the bugs. Both things that make life in the summer in Nashville almost unbearable for me. I love to be outdoors and it is so hard for me to live in a climate that is so inhospitable in the summer. It makes me want to cut and run. Now.
But I'll hang in there and hope it gets better before it gets worse. The weather, that is.
Things that ARE making me happy, on the other hand, lately are my Junebug. She's cuter than ever and happy all the time (unlike me) and very active and vocal. She says Mama, Dada, and Doggie, mostly interchangeably. And she is standing and getting into all sorts of things. It's fun and exhausting and so rewarding all at the same time.
I got the strawberries in their prime at the farmer's market last weekend and made this to share with our friends Ellen and Nekos when they came over on Sat. night. I made a simple pasta primavera and this for dessert.
It was supposed to stay together with the glaze I cooked with pectin on the stove and then poured over the mounded strawberries, but it fell apart when I cut it and was a beautiful and tasty mess. I would normally have made my own pie crust but lately I'm lucky if I bake anything at all. I took a shortcut with a graham cracker crust I had in the freezer but it was still good.
On the upside of things, I think we're going to go to a strawberry farm this weekend and pick our own and I'll attempt another jam making session. And today is the first East Nashville farmer's market of the season, to that's something to look forward to. And our bathroom remodel is almost done. That will be my next post. I guess life is still worth living. :-)