The peaches have been particularly delicious this year - it must be the long, hot summer.
When the first peaches come in I always make this salsa as one of my first kitchen activities. I NEVER make it while they a e out of season - the results frankly suck. If you want flavour wait until you have access to delicious, fresh from the tree peaches and dig in.
There are folks who enjoy this salsa with nacho chips. I tend to use it as an accompaniment with grilled meats. When I made this it was to serve with a grilled, honey-brined turkey breast roast. It is also wonderful with grilled salmon, pork, and chicken.
Recipes like this are flexible - want it hotter . . .add more jalapeno. What more crunch, throw in some red pepper. Like moe acid . . . more lime juice. You get it.
I suggest you whip some up while peaches are still available.
4- 5 fresh, ripe peaches (washed & diced) 1 bunch of cilantro chopped 1/2 red onion diced 1 small jalapeño diced juice from one lime salt to taste Pinch of Sugar
It might be because I'm weary from work but things just suck today.
A friend buried her son today. My heart breaks for her. I have no children so I can't imagine the devastation that comes from having your child die young.
It is sort of odd, we've never met in person. I 'met' Kayte through my blog. We've communicated electronically for more than 5 years now. She has been a constant in my life. Today I couldn't stop thinking of her, Mark, and Matt.
It is a tricky twist of the internet that you can form these connections and have a more rich life as a result.
We have also had some bad news about Paul's mom. She took a bad fall the other night and was rushed to the hospital. It appears her brain tumour is back, larger and more aggressive than before.
It doesn't look good.
The family is gathering.
I was away for work when he found out. We spoke on the phone and I could tell he was hurting. It was so hard to be away when the one you love is feeling lost and without hope.
Paul's voice, when we spoke on the phone last night, cut me to shreds. It hurt not to be there to comfort him in person.
Today I had to be at the office in the morning. I left at noon and came home.
Paul rushed to the door and we had a huge hug.
After lunch I was exhausted and we went upstairs for a nap. Paul curled up next to me like a child and just held on.
It was good to be there for him. Sure I have a hell of a lot of crap to do for work but frankly what really is more important?
Then there was the horrific earthquake in Italy. The pictures of people being saved from the rubble have brought tears to my eyes.
Really. Today just sucked.
I'm not sure tomorrow is gonna be a whole lot better but at least Paul and I are together, arm in arm, facing the shit that gets tossed our way . . . that is what love is. You feel better equipped to face the winds that buffet you when you are arm in arm with your partner in crime.
The Annual Meeting is such a long week of work that by the end of it I confess to not being much good for anything. For the past few years I have hopped into a car with my friends Nancy and Joanne and headed off somewhere to decompress. We generally have a weekend of relaxation - eating, drinking, shopping, giggles, and maybe, just maybe, a hike thrown in for good measure (anything to say we were not slugs for the entire time).
This year we ended up in Great Barrington in the heart of the Berkshires.
It is about a 6 hour drive from home but we extended it . . . inadvertently by me choosing a bad line at the border and by plan when we pulled off at Syracuse for what was are billed to be the best chicken wings in the world. Those wings were pretty yummy but more research is needed prior to my being able to support that claim.
We found the house we had rented with no difficulty and everything was as expected.
Once we were settled in we popped into town for provisions - largely wine, bread, cheese, meats, chips, cookies, ice cream, coffee, and coffee cream.
We did buy that bag of lettuce but really that is just so we feel better about our poor food choices.
Rather than go out we sat around drinking, nibbling, and watching TV. I think the theme for the weekend is sipping and grazing.
Yesterday started with good intentions. We were going to go to the outlet mall nearby and then climb monument mountain.
I did pop out to the bakery early in the morning.
When I got back into the town I visited the Farmer's Market.
Of course, rather than stop up on vegetables and fruits I bought a pie, bagels, and scones. LOL
When I got back to the house everyone was ready to head out. We wandered around the outlet all for a few hours (and I hopefully . . . or in a delusional state . . . bought some clothing a few sizes smaller . . . :-) particularly given the provisions we had purchased so far this weekend).
On the way back we stopped in Stockbridge where there was an outdoor art show. Parking was a nightmare and we parked a million miles away but on the flip side, I made my FitBit step goal. The art show had some nice stuff, some crap, some stuff that just wasn't 'me', and some stuff that was 'what were they thinking?'. I bought a large piece of garden art which barely fit in the car - getting that home should be a treat.
Stockbridge had some gorgeous old homes from the late 1770s and early 180os. I'd certainly go bakc and wander about on a NON art show weekend.
We passed monument mountain on the way home - without stopping. In our defense it was quite hot. We were tired. We were hungry. I needed a nap. We decided it might be better to slay the mountain Sunday morning. We figured we'd head back to Great Barrington, have some lunch, have a nap, and spend the rest of the day wandering the town.
Well, we had lunch.
(do not judge, I only ate half of my grinder - what they call submarine sandwiches here in the NE)
I napped . . . boy did I nap! I woke up at 5:30 and most of the shops closed at 6:00.
We changed our plans again - in full grazing mode, we hung around the house reading, watching TV, eating and drinking.
It means a BUSY Sunday but surely we are up to that challenge?
On the Wednesday of the Annual Meeting we have the big banquet. Staff, delegates, and guests get all fancy and we gather to honour award winners and celebrate the work of our union. Paul came to his first ever dinner this year and was hooked . . . Here we are with a former Vice-President and the Minister of Education.
In this pic we're posing with our friends Nancy and Joanne (who you may recognize from the cruise).
We left the snow behind and headed to California for a long weekend of fun. We shoppedm toured wineries, tasted olive oil, met up with good friends, and ate some wonderful food. I can't wait for slow bowl 2009.