This broccoli on the stovetop was sautéed with garlic and olive oil. .
Growing up I never really cared for the taste of it.
I feel differently now.
How do you feel about this vegetable? how do you like it prepared?
Origin- Italy. Broccoli is an edible green plant in the cabbage family whose large flowering head, stalk and small associated leaves are eaten as a vegetable. Broccoli is classified in the Italica cultivar group of the species Brassica oleracea.Wikipedia
From Consumer Fresh Produce Partners- Pittsburgh through Harvie.Farmdelivery
My brother grows the most delicious organic garlic. He mailed me this wonderful gift from Okanogan Washington. Just opening up the box and looking at the bulbs is inspiring.
Reblogged from July 2012 there used to be weekly word challenges. If you’ve followed me for a time you may remember these images.
I enjoyed participating, coming up with photos to match the word of the week.
July 2012-
What I discovered is I shoot a lot of red.
I blurred my eyes to spot purple in the archives.
Yes, I made the rainbow jello to photograph. It took 5 hours. I got the recipe from my daughter Laura who found it on the web here
The one pictured is not spiked and no one ate it either. It is still in my freezer to slice and photograph with light coming through the jello like stained glass.
Purple views, white balance setting askew but it works for the challenge.
Roasted mushroom ravioli – From Leonard Labriola’s Italian Store on Freeport Road.
I boiled it in salted water first. Seven minutes maybe. Drained. Sautéed in pan with chopped portabellas cooked in olive oil and a bit of butter and garlic.
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. ❤️
I’ll have to ask him which varieties he grew this year
David grows the best raspberries. And The best garlic. You’ve seen the garlic on the blog before. He’s an excellent gardener, working long and hard hours every day.
I’ve stood in his garden by the raspberry canes. Picked the delicious berries. Nothing like eating a berry warmed in the sun. I can eat about as many as I put in the pail.