Eastside Road, October 27, 2013—EATING LOCAL for the most part tonight, as usual: a nice thick shoulder chop from our son's place up the road a hundred miles — lamb or mutton, I'm not quite sure: too mature for spring lamb, but not at all rank or, well, muttony.
Nancy Skall's lima beans from Middleton Gardens. I always rave about them, I know, but these were particularly fine; we both exclaimed over them at dinner. Perhaps because I'd been peeling chestnuts before dinner they seemed a little chestnutty: but the flavor was so fresh, so vegetal… there's clearly something special about the combination of varietal and terroir here. I can't imagine the season will go much longer; I hope it never ends.
The potatoes are from somewhere nearby; the butter's good old Clover, the dairy Lindsey's father used to sell his herd's milk to. And dessert? Lindsey's applesauce.
Rouge, La Ferme Julien, 2011