cucumbers!

We were warned. The package on the 'Yamato' cucumber seeds said that if you don't intend to trellis them, you might be disappointed. We were. They turned out bitter and curved; not straight and sweet as promised.

The kicker is: We love cukes. So the fact that the ones we grew weren't great really breaks our hearts. Hopefully, next year, we'll pick a variety that works out better for us.

To satisfy the craving, we go to the farmers' market to pick up some 'Kirbys' to use in a salad that includes onion, tomato, balsamic vinegar, and olive oil. Or I turn them into pickles, using the 14-day pickle recipe that is a family tradition:

1. Fill a bucket 2/3 full with cucumbers. Add 1 cup of canning salt, and cover with cold water. Let sit for a week, weighing down the cukes with a plate to be sure they're covered at all times.

2. On day 8, remove salt water and replace with boiling water. Let sit for a day.

3. On day 9, remove water. Slice cucumbers into rounds. Add 2 tsp. powdered alum and cover with more boiling water.

4. On day 10, remove water. Replace with more boiling water.

5. On day 11, remove water. Boil 3 cups sugar, 5 cups cider vinegar, 5 cinnamon sticks, and a healthy pinch of celery seed in enough water to cover the cukes. Then cover them with the mixture.

6. On day 12, remove water but reserve and bring to a boil. Then pour over the pickles.

7. On day 14. Remove water but reserve and bring to a boil again. Put pickles in Mason jars; pour boiling water over the cucumbers. Cover with flats and lids and scald jars to seal.

***This is part of the great Summer Fest 2010...check out the other blogs participating.

staunton grocery rocks

What a meal it was.

First, an appetizer of squid stuffed with chorizo, giving it a salty smokiness—a glorious surprise when eating a squid dish. It was like that sea creature and the spicy Spanish sausage were meant to be together (who would've thunk?). My favorite part was the small curled tentacles that sat underneath the main body, soaking up all of that lovely jus. Yum. And lucky for me, Steve, my sweetheart of a husband, was happy to relinquish them all. Maybe he gave them up because we were out celebrating our fifth anniversary?

Next I had a salad of heirloom tomatoes, big wedges of sunny yellow and deep red flesh, seasoned simply with salt, pepper, olive oil, and basil. So simple, yet so delicious. Talk about letting the ingredients really sing.

Steve had a salad of fresh (sweet!) peas, cucumber, and fresh ricotta. Another amazing display of simplicity at its finest.

For the main course, we both went for fish. He had salmon, served atop the aptly named beluga lentils (which look like caviar and taste like heaven). I had cod swimming (not literally) in the most flavorful broth, accompanied by "Jefferson beans," which we think might be the same as the long beans we're growing in the garden. Ours are good, but chef Ian Boden's are better.

By the time the dessert menu arrived, we were simply too full. But the "chocolate soup" lingers in our minds—as much because our top-notch waitress revealed it's what all the waitstaff ask about when the night is over ("Got any of that chocolate soup left over?") as for its bizarrely intriguing name. All I know is we'll certainly be back again.

savoring Staunton

As anyone who has strolled along Beverley Street comparing menus, or loaded up at the vibrant Saturday morning farmers’ market there knows, Staunton is a real find for food lovers. Recently, the Staunton Convention & Visitors Bureau also realized just what a culinary reputation the Queen City was gaining and launched the “Savor Staunton” promotion to help spread the word.

“Our intention is to celebrate farmers, artisans, and chefs, bringing these vital figures together for enrichment, education, and darn good food,” says Sheryl Wagner, director of tourism. Darn good food, indeed.

Here’s just a partial list of our food-centric favorites in Staunton:

• Cooling off with a big fruit smoothie at Mugshots Coffeehouse & Café.

• Staunton Grocery’s amazing appetizer of grilled asparagus with coddled egg, arugula, and pickled spring garlic salad.

• Stopping by George Bowers Grocery to pick up some Caromont artisan goat cheese and getting tempted by all the other local goodies they stock, such as honey, Blue Mountain Brewery beer, and Polyface eggs.

• Eating Cranberry’s "yeast ’n’ malt" waffles with local maple syrup for breakfast…at 3 p.m….just because we feel like it.

• The rustic filone, a country Italian bread made fresh at Newtown Baking.

• Zynodoa’s grilled honey-brined Polyface pork loin served with Wade’s Mill Surryano grits.

• Rewarding the kids for behaving at dinner with a scoop of gelato from the Split Banana. (Come to think of it, the adults behaved well enough to deserve a scoop, too.)

• The Farmer’s Brunch at Mockingbird on weekends, especially the chorizo hash made with T&E spicy sausage and Singing Earth potatoes.

• Sipping a steaming cup of creamy, complex masala chai and eavesdropping on the always lively conversation at Darjeeling Café.

• Indulging our inner Cookie Monster at Bittersweet Bakery. And our inner Pie Monster.

• Figuring out what to do with all those beautiful peaches we bought from Critzer Family Farm’s table at the Saturday morning farmers’ market at the Wharf parking lot.

Whew, that was even a longer list than we thought it would be...and it’s bound to grow longer this fall, with Staunton’s very first Locavore Fest on Labor Day weekend, and the Staunton BrewFest in October. Thanks Staunton, we could just eat you up. Yum.