Nov 9, 2020 I’ve been thinking about eating onion rings. I told my sister on the phone. She remembered I had this photo of her at Cowgirls Restaurant taken in 2011. Do you have something you’ve wanted to eat but substituted other choices?
April 18,2011-The last couple of days has been lovely eggplants and inviting mangoes still-lifes. Time to shake things up. Cowgirl Restaurant offers a FOOT high tower of onion rings on their menu. Mary suggested it for a starter. The party of 5 at the adjoining table ordered one, too. The tower is reminiscent of the kids’ game Ring Toss or those stacking towers of graduated size doughnut rings on the white base. When it’s brought to the table, other diners can’t help but stare and there’s an audible response as they watch it served. There are healthier choices available- corn chips and blackeyed peas salsa or the “made fresh twice daily” guacamole with onions, garlic, cilantro and lime juice. Someone had a birthday celebration and you should have heard the giant triangle being stuck repeatedly to get everyone to sing.
No room for dessert- no peach blueberry cobbler , no lemon meringue pie but one of their specialties is Cowgirl’s Original Ice Cream Baked Potato -vanilla ice cream shaped like a big ol’ spud, dusted in cocoa and topped with loads of hot fudge, chopped pecans, whipped cream and a little pat of butter (frosting.)
Happy mail today. Three jars of wonderful homemade jam made by Pam with the goodness from her Massachusetts garden. Wrapped so carefully, protected perfectly, the mail carrier delivered the unexpected box Friday afternoon. Not a drop spilled. They were well padded- Blubarb, Golden Raspberry and Red Raspberry. Oh my. Which to sample first?
Saturday morning will require some toast and butter. How you make the jam without pectin and just half the sugar sounds amazing! Thank you for the delightful gift. I appreciate your sharing your harvest and culinary skills.
The golden raspberry might be first as I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a golden raspberry.
James gave me basil from his garden. Erika asked me to make Baked Orecchiette for supper. Perfect timing. The small dish is spaghetti see we hash instead of pasta. Fresh mozzarella, basil, Parmesan, and homemade sauce.
I can count on my brother to ship the most delicious garlic. He grows it in Okanogan, Washington and sends it to me in Pittsburgh. So fresh and aromatic when roasted, sautéed, baked, minced, smashed, rubbed- you name it! Thanks David. ❤️