Ali and I sat on the porch for a moment this morning, enjoying the cool of the morning. “We would be watering now,” he said. I can’t recall if he bothered trying not sounding smug. After watering our potted plants and the greenhouse this morning, I went down to the bottom terrace of the garden to pick some tomatoes that had ripened, weeding as I went. I have been hopping from foot to foot waiting for a bowlful of tomatoes (as opposed to a handful).
On the way down, I stopped to say good morning to the chicks, out for their morning scratch-around (we let the chicks out in the morning because the bigs stay in the coop all morning and come out in the afternoon after they have laid). Yes, we finally have some chicks. I kept thinking and thinking that the hens were broody but they never were, and finally after I had given up all hope one of them sat down for three weeks and the result is 8 chicks, hatched in the dead of summer.
I got my tomatoes (a heavy bowlful — yay!), as well as a few sprigs of basil, and headed back up to the kitchen. On the way up, I noticed that the beans are flowering (and beaning) again. This is Trionfo Violetto, a purple pole bean.
And I took a peek under the eggplant leaves and was encouraged by what I saw.
My mother and I are in the midst of a mild polenta obsession, so I thought we could have some polenta and eggs for breakfast. I had some leftover corn stock and my mom had brought a little chunk of Pecorino Romano with her from her fridge, so this is what we ate:
To follow suit, this is what I did:
Polenta and Eggs with Tomato:
1 cup polenta
2 cups stock (or water)
1/2 cup milk
pinch of salt
1/4 cup grated cheese
Bring the liquids to a boil and pour in the polenta while whisking. Cook slowly, whisking to avoid lumps, for about 10 to 15 minutes.
Stir in grated cheese and spoon a generous amount into a bowl.
Add a cut up tomato, a poached egg, some basil, and a generous drizzle of olive oil.
That’s a Brandywine tomato, which I am growing for the first time this year. I know, Brandywines are Heirloom Tomatoes 101, but for some reason I never tried them. Well, they are firmly on the roster now. Now I see what all the fuss was about.
Ali was dismayed to catch my photographing his breakfast; it nearly put him off eating it. He relented, though — and then announced that he was getting a little tired of polenta.
On to the next thing…
12 thoughts on “Morning ramble”
Lovely walk…those beans are something! Are they a shelling bean, or do you eat them pod and all?
Pods and all. They go green when they’re cooked, but they’re so tasty, I forgive them.
This is where I want to be next summer. New chicks, organized garden, and yummy loveliness to serve on the table. ~ Lynda
Oh it’s all photo cropping. I’ll have to post some longer shots so you can see how wild and wooly things actually are in my garden! When you get where you’re headed next summer, I’ll aspire to a garden like yours.
hahaha! OK then! 😉
Looks wonderful. Cute chicks too! Glad that hen came through and earned her keep 😉
Yes well, it was either that or the stew pot… Actually, the chickens pull their weight by pooping alone. Well, that and bug-patrol. The eggs and chicks are gravy.
Enjoyed the morning stroll in the garden with you. Glad you got your bowlful of tomatoes. Those chicks are so cute and I could eat a bowl of the polenta for breakfast now.
The tomatoes were worth the wait! We’ll be having gazpacho tonight, and I’ve started subsisting on tomato and mayo sandwiches.
Your breakfast of polenta with eggs, tomatoes and cheese sounds great.
It went down a treat!
That dish looks delicious!