Yumminess

To be clear:  there's not a whole lot in this post, save some delicious food.

I'm posting in response to a desperate request from Jamie.  You see, on her blog, she has a blog roll that shows blogs she follows, and mine is there, which is usually just dandy.  But given the content of my last blog, Jamie could not take another millisecond of my buggy infestation being highlighted on her blog page.  And she commented on that post with her request:

"Totally nasty. Ick. Gross. Nasty. Please write another blog post soon so that this one disappears from the top of my blog roll for your blog, continually reminding me of the blech."

With such understated subtlety, I felt it appropriate to post anew, so that my offending blog post would no longer give her, or others, the heebie jeebies.

Which brings us to the joyous delights of this post.

No bugs.  Only luscious culinary delights.

First a glimpse of some of the fabulous strawberries we enjoyed earlier this summer. 

Thanks to my father-in-law's careful weeding and toiling last spring, and copious watering by my farming wife, we harvested a bounty of berries and enjoyed them immensely.

Another great passion of late in Smithereens land is bruschetta.  We bought a basil plant, and regularly pick its fragrant leaves, mix them with fresh tomatoes and garlic, gently arrange the delightful combo on olive oil-brushed broiled bread slices, drizzle with balsamic vinegar...and moan with joy at the party in our mouth.

It is fabulous beyond description.

And just recently, we received a box of peaches from our oh-so-wonderful farmer friend who works the field and orchard behind our house.  He likes us and we like him.  He uses our water occasionally, and he lets us eat his bounty occasionally in return.

He dropped of this behemoth box of peaches the other day. 

Wow.

Some of them are like peach globes.

Look at that beast.  Barely fits in her hand.

And they are succulent.  Suc-cu-LENT, I tell you.

Too bad they don't make blogs with a taste-o-rama feature.  If they did, you'd be deliriously happy right now.

That's all.


Better, Jamie?