What a Fiddlehead

 Scott left for work before I got up so I made myself some steel-cut oats.

 I then biked to the farmers market. There were some new vegetables to pick this week. 

 After that I went to the library. Did you know I had a love for libraries? I used to skip class in college and hang out there.

 So this week we got scallions, the last of the asparagus crop (sad), rhubarb, radishes and spinach. 

 The books I got from the library. Having Blake living with us has caused us to eat more vegetarian. We are technically "flexitarians" in that we don't buy meat much to save money, but with local produce becoming more available I want to eat more than just stir-fries this summer.

 I also want to mention a book I ordered earlier this week. It is awesome. I have been looking for a book like this for awhile. Scott and I love making food homemade and I'm always eager to learn more.

 It has things like yogurt and cream cheese. 

As well as Oreo's and graham crackers. 

 I then get started right away on making Marbled Rye bread. 

 I had thought Scott had taken the leftovers for lunch to work with him. With nothing else in the house to eat I made buttered noodles and applesauce on the side. Buttered noodles and grilled cheese are the two things I still eat occasionally today that are from my youth. 

 This hot and humid weather is perfect for fermenting doughs. I no longer have to keep them warm in the oven. 

 My tomato plants have been loving all the rain and hot days lately. Still not as big as what you can buy from a garden store, but I'm still farther along than last year. 

 We've also gotten our first crop of strawberries. We'll only get like 15 berries this year. I hope the plant expands to more and more every year. 

 Week 1 photo of garden.

 When I got home from work Brooke was working in the kitchen like usual.

 The warm weather helped my loaves proof really well.

Blake picked wild ramps (a mix between a leek, green onion and garlic) for us a week or so back so we used it on our pizza.
 

Rye bread, but where's the spicy Hungarian sausage?


I didn't use caramel color for the darker part of the rye dough. Instead I used cocoa powder so the colors weren't that dramatically different.

The pizza was also supposed to have fiddleheads, but we didn't know where to find them so we used asparagus. With a gruyere cheese and sweet cream sauce this was scrumptious.

Look, Brooke matches the laundry.

We headed over to Cevonne and JT's for some fun in the sun. It was Memorial Day weekend after all.

 Scott and Madeline had a moment. For a moment. 

 Jose made us some awesome pina coladas.

 Cevonne called us earlier very excited to tell us they just bought a pool. Since they had just filled it up the water was freezing. Only Scott and Jose braved the cold waters for about 30 seconds.

About ten minutes later it was drizzling.

We headed back inside for chips and gaucamole. 

Brooke really likes holding babies.

Hey I need to practice. 

We sat around, ate guac and chips and drank some rum and cokes. J.T. made some kind of meat sandwhich that looked and tasted amazing. I wish we hadn't ate supper beforehand.

 And one last photo of Madeline. I loved that she was holding onto her monkey blanket. 

We wished we could've stayed longer, but both of us had to work the next day. On the way home the 35w bridge was lit up in red, white and blue for Memorial day tomorrow. 

The Guthrie was enveloped in the fog along the banks of the Mississippi. I love driving back along the Mississippi when we visit Cevonne and JT in St. Paul.  We need to hang out with them more. It's always a good time.