Pork chop

Eastside Road, August 21, 2013—

EATING LOCAL is what we tend to do, as you know if you've been following me. I found the purple potatoes in my pathetic little kitchen garden today, when I was preparing a new bed for a dozen lettuce plants I bought the other day. The green beans and zucchini came from the farm market in Healdsburg, and that big glazed pork chop grew up a few miles away near Sebastopol.

I made a little applesauce today just to go with the pork, from four or five windfall apples in what I call our apple alley — eight or nine trees in a double row near the kitchen garden.

And we had dessert tonight: vanilla ice cream with sliced peaches — from our peach trees. Fortunately, the wine was not homemade…

Primitivo, Epicuro, 2012