Sunday in the Kitchen with Postcards

As Lewis Carroll noted ~

“The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot– And whether pigs have wings.”

The week started with peas, and so we shall talk of them first.

‘In the vegetable world, there is nothing so innocent, so confiding in its expression, as the small green face of the freshly shelled green pea. Asparagus is pushing and bossy, lettuce is loud and blowsy, radishes are gay and playful but the little green pea is so helpless and friendly that it makes really sensitive stomachs suffer to see how he is treated in the average home. Fling him into the water and let him boil – and that’s that.’ – William Wallace Irwin

There are some things to eat which can be made from peas – for my Spring Things Salad I chose dandelion greens, scallions, and sugar snap peas

Here is the finished dish – a warm salad tossed together with prosciutto and dressed for dining al fresco

After following the peas where they led we found Elsie, and along with Elsie came the idea of salesmanship and branding, of which one must learn

Don’t sell the steak; sell the sizzle. It is the sizzle that sells the steak and not the cow, although the cow is, of course, mighty important. – Elmer Wheeler, Principle Number 1 of Salesmanship (1936)

But there is more to Elsie than an idea as this story from Borden relates but after reading so much I got hungry. This led straight to the idea of a grilled cheese sandwich but that was a little bit worrisome. I’ve been around foodies a lot, and foodies have certain rules that are espoused about what we should and should not eat – so I had to ask the question

Americans be ashamed of our traditional meal – the grilled cheese
sandwich made from white bread, processed cheese slices and butter sided
by potato chips from a bag and (usually) cream of tomato soup from a

but while I waited for advice the tension was palpable. My stomach was growling. I did not care anymore!!! I decided that

I am not ashamed. I know this taste as something fed to me as a child with love. I would not want it replaced with artisan bread, fine cheese, or hand-cut chips. This, is the taste of my childhood. It deserves honor.

And so, it happened.

( . . . and it was Good!)

I did try to find some May wine. It was a bit of a debacle. Finally I gave up and resorted to the strawberries which were meant for the May wine bowl and pretended I was having a lovely walk in the woods, with just the merest bite to eat!

Strawberries with mascarpone rolled round in brown sugar and buttoned with edible flowers . . . blackberries alongside, which when served on a plate ended up being a dainty little dish!

What is in the little cup? Why, Godiva Chocolate Liqueur, of course.

If you haven’t joined us at the facebook page, do consider it! There is plenty of room at the table. x K


2 thoughts on “Sunday in the Kitchen with Postcards

  1. Such a delightful musing to close the day and say farewell to the last week of May.

    You have cultivated a menagerie of glorious dishes including everyone”s favorite; Grilled Cheese. And NO, I’m not ashamed…

    The last two pictures look like works of art. Funny thing is, I bet you just “threw” them together and flavored their elegance with words.

    I love this post Karen and I must ask, Are you garnishing yet another new look?

    Wishing you and yours a safe and FUN weekend…

    1. As long as wordpress keeps offering new themes I keep trying them, and as long as there are new haircuts to try and glasses to buy I’ll keep trying them too, Louise.

      I didn’t answer this before the weekend but hope you and your family had a warm and memorable one! Will stop by your blog to see what’s up. 🙂

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