Them Belgians...

... really know what they are doing.

The Farm Market

Since my garden is a huge disappointment this year (thanks to Phil the groundhog who lives in our backyard), I have had to turn elsewhere for my produce. I feel sort of like Kramer in the episode where he gets banned from the fruit stand.

Anyhow, I have located a pretty cool "farm market" that is keeping me going for the season. I guess it is a farm market instead of a farmers market because none of the folks there are actually farmers. Mostly high school kids. But, most of the produce purports to be local and they have a great selection.

I picked these bad-boy up on a recent trip:




And turned them into this:



It was good.

We went out to my favorite restaurant tonight for my birthday, which is always a treat. While scanning the menu, I found myself shying away from usual favorites from the gulf like shrimp, oysters, and flounder thinking that they couldn't be as fresh or local as they have been in years past. Shame on me, and shame on BP for making it so. I'm so glad that the wells are (supposedly) capped now, but still so sad for the devastation.

Delicious Bass

From a farm-pond trip a couple of months ago.

The Bass:




The Fillets:


The Dinner:


Grilled Black Bass over Quinoa (now my 2 year old son's favorite grain) with an improvised (and spicy) Sriracha Remoulade.

I was pleasantly surprised with how well the Bass held up on the grill. I'll definitely be rolling this out again. I've got a freezer full of bass to work on...



I should also apologize to both of my loyal readers. I have been in an unreasonably busy season for the past few months, between family (a good thing) and work (not such a good thing, but glad I have a great job). Anyhow, this is a post I've been meaning to make for a while, and I'm trying to get back to regular blogging.