Eastside Road, July 8, 2011—
THOSE BEANS, THOSE BEANS, those delicious Corona beans. Like so many things, they only get better during the day after first being served. Now I think about it, that's not to be expected: they were flavored with fresh marjoram, which you might expect to go a little stale — to oxidize a bit, even in a tightly covered refrigerator container.But they don't. Salt, olive oil, onion, marjoram all simply get to know one another a little better — what else to do in that crowded microclimate? And after a good Martini, those beans, and then a green salad, was really all we wanted.
EXCEPT THAT AFTERWARD we walked down the hill in the twilight for some birthday cake — a nice genoise, dressed with blackberry coulis — and I didn't turn down a couple of teeny glasses of wine:
Chardonnay, Hafner (Healdsburg), 2008 (beautifully focussed, buttery); Syrah, Robert Hall (Paso Robles), 2008 (nicely balanced, a little peppery)
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