Unbeknownst to me, I was lucky enough to pick up an Alaskan fan somewhere along the road. Meg, Liz, and Sarah's Aunt Sally has been peeking in at my blog, even without anyone bribing or threatening her. :) And, to my utter delight and surprise, she sent me treats, too!
First up, homemade rhubarb relish (with accompanying recipe). I haven't tried this yet, but I can't wait to. This has certainly been the year of rhubarb! Anyone have any delicious and non-meat suggestions for what to serve the relish with?
Next up, salmon jerky. Seriously. Salmon. Jerky. OMG. Smoked salmon is my faaaaavorite, so I was so excited to receive this one. I was saving it because I knew as soon as I ate it it would be gone (logically! haha), and I didn't want it to be gone! But I just tried my first bite this afternoon.... Just opening it caused an uncontrolled "oh my god" sigh. Just from the smell! It smells that good. I forced myself to behave and only ate one piece, but I think I will have another as soon as I next get up. I don't know how to describe it, other than it tastes exactly how you think it would. And it is soooooooper yummy. I don't think I will share it with Brad.
A million thanks to Aunt Sally for thinking of me, and for being a fan! Hope to get to meet you someday. :)
Here's what else I've been up to lately:
Peach crisp for True Blood night at Sarah and Mike's.
Fresh market peaches on the bottom (with the peels), mixture of French vanilla granola, um, this is why I should write things down sooner.... ha! I'm pretty sure I just mixed the granola with 3 tablespoons of butter (chopped) and 2 tablespoons of water. Then I spread that on top of the peaches, popped it in the oven, and cooked it for about 30 minutes at 375 degrees. At Sarah's, we scooped it into four bowls, so it made four perfect servings. I'm pretty sure it was a hit. :) The peaches were just delicious, and the French vanilla granola is my new favorite. So together.... Yum.
Lemony zucchini goat cheese pizza, at Sara's recommendation.
The recipe is from here, and I strongly suggest you make it. Now. Yum.
Raiding Aunt Sandy's basement.
I. Love. This. Pot. And it was my grandma's, so it's all authentic and stuff, too.
This jerk(s) lives under my porch!!!! I hate you snake(s).