Definition of LIFE: work, kids, work, kids, work, kids and a pool… that we’re putting in ourselves (yes, we are). And while that last sentence looks like humdrum and a lot of work, it’s our LIFE. It’s very big and bold and (ahem) italicized. Far from humdrum, thank you very much.
I’ve been on this kick recently. I’ve discovered the unbelievable greatness of a grilled burger on…toast. Right now this consists of one perfectly grilled burger. I like mine medium well please.
With provolone cheese
and arugula from my garden which we are enjoying for a second time. We grew it at the beginning of the season, saved the seeds and planted them about 3 weeks ago. Amazing.
And, of course, toast. Oh, and a Pimm’s Cup on the side.
This is sooo good that no condiments are required. I may sprinkle a little salt if I can wait that long. Take note of the bread used for toast on this particular occasion. I’ve been enjoying my burgers on mostly a bakery multi-grain toast that is quite good, BUT… an angel from heaven dropped off what is possibly the BEST rye bread ever from Dortoni’s on Long Island (Levittown to be exact), NY. This rare delivery is to be cherished and I try hard to keep it a secret, but guilt wins out and I do share. Oh I would so love to keep this bread to myself. It has substance and is moist, chewy and the flavor is out-of-this-world ryelicious. If rye bread is just ok for you, I guarantee you would worship at the altar of Dortoni Rye Bread after one bite. I’m happy to see I’m not the only one getting into the whole toast thing. See, “It Is Called Toast” and “Toast & A Summer Break”. Fantastic.
And then there’s the Pimm’s Cup. I love having a new adult beverage that isn’t beer or wine or the lastest cosmotini-thing. It’s sophisticated and utterly yummy with its not-too-sweet-spicy-amber-ginger flavor. Basically, it’s a collins glass filled with ice, a shot of Pimm’s, fill the rest of the glass with ginger beer, a splash of fresh lemon juice, stir and enjoy. Lovely and refreshing. Tally ho, in we go Molly! Thanks to Orangette for turning me on to this. I don’t think I would have ever tried it if I didn’t read her blog about it. It definitely is my kind of drink in that it’s not too sweet and has that little spice kick from the ginger beer. I too prefer the zing of ginger beer (in my case Gosling’s) to the traditional “English-stlye” lemonade. I have to thank my local wine and spirits purveyor, Dagostini’s for the Gosling’s Ginger Beer. I wasn’t able to find ginger beer anywhere and she totally came through then proceeded to order a case for me! Next on my list: a Pimm’s Royal Cup mixed with champagne. I might like that.
Maybe it’s the heat. The temperature has been in the mid to high 90’s here in the South Jersey ‘burbs with that haze that makes me rub my eyes thinking there’s a film over them. There’s not. There’s a heat film over everything I’m looking at. I’m not complaining since it is summer and that means our garden groweth. I have two large barrel containers with herbs that are now big and green and bushy. They require no effort but water which is a major bonus and a few times a week they get a nice trimming. I find myself headed to my kitchen with a big basketful for pesto a.k.a., Lawnmower Sauce. There’s quite a homey sense of satisfaction I get plucking handfuls of green, throwing it into the food processor with a few other ingredients and ta da! By the way, I can also get that same satisfaction from store bought herbs when growing season has come and gone.