Toast II

As predicted, I finished Something Blue by Emily Giffin in a jiffy, all prepared to spend the day poolside with Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistlestop Cafe. I awoke with no trace of sunburn, ready to hit the farmer's market before the pool, only to find KC in the midst of a downpour.

I saw the sun trying to peek through the clouds, so I mounted my trusted steed and biked over to the River Market anyway. I got there just in time to take cover from a huge wave of raindrops. The place was practically deserted, especially for a Sunday, but I still managed to get requisite tomatoes, peaches, corn, pistachios... and these little beauties.





Squash blossoms! They go on and on about them on the WaPo Free Range on Food chat, all the different wonderful things you can do with them. On a pop culture note, there was a Sopranos episode where Tony Soprano ordered all the last squash blossoms at his friend Artie's restaurant, Vesuvio, the night before (no spoilers) he makes a very important decision about his friend Sal "Big Pussy" Bonpensaro.

Anyhoo, the Free Rangers say to stuff these with cheese and sausage and sautee them in olive oil. James Beard says deep fry in beer batter. They are supposed to be amazing regardless, but I am not in a position to confirm or deny because I haven't cooked them yet. I picked the beer batter because the recipe calls for 3/4 of a cup and I need an excuse to polish off the remainder. Do I really need an excuse? Probably not. The batter is resting for 24 hours and then I'll fry them tomorrow.



Main ingredients in the beer batter: flour, beer, salt, pepper, eggs. Mostly beer. Looks frosty and delicious, eh?




Kitten kept me company as I whisked the batter and polished off the remaining beer, which tasted pretty darn good.

And here's a visual of my Quijote quilt progress. I laid it all out for the first time today. It's pretty, isn't it?



It's not very big, in this pic below, Kitten serves as a size reference. I think she already loves this! But she really loved those burpy cloths more.



Just watched the River Market fireworks and now there's another display from I-don't-know-where right out the window. Kitten isn't even acting afraid of sounds of the fireworks anymore! She's so quick to adjust.

Of course I checked YouTube today to see if I could find a link to the Cunninghams' "BottleRocket" to link to, and it seems that not only do the Teen Moms not know that song, but I guess no one else is really into it either, except for me and the DJ on 105.5 St. Joseph's best rock station. So I apologize to you if you're missing out on it. For real, it does rock.

Happy fourth!