Corn pancakes were made.
See them on the griddle?
A CSA salad was made...
And it was eaten.
When I was a wee one, I lived in a house that was surrounded on three sides by fields belonging to a neighboring farm.
A hay field on one side and cow pastures on the other two sides (with real live cows in them).
Said real live cows really liked the apples and pears that fell over the fence from the trees in my parents back yard.
The bathroom in my parents house overlooked the backyard and fields and cows.
Sometimes the cows would break loose, come up to the house, and look up into the bathroom window. If you weren't paying attention, it would startle you. Boo! (I was startled on more than one occasion by Bessie's eyes peering in on me.)
Finally, the cows would meander back down the road and back to their barn.
I don't know why this dish reminded me of that but it did.
|Runner Girl getting her diploma last Friday.|
|Kite Flying on the beach...|
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie.
P.S. My parents are celebrating their 55th Anniversary this Friday! Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad.