I had a picture. I think I must have deleted it but I don't know why I would have done that. Sigh.
The market is slowing down. At least in terms of what Debbie goes to buy. Every week she brings less and what she brings doesn't last as long. This is the first year that I haven't mourned the loss of peaches. I was happy to switch to apples and citrus. In the winter I do let go of my local values, accept the use of fossil fuels and eat mango or pineapple once in awhile but right now it's apples and citrus.
Debbie did bring me late season plums for a few weeks. They never got soft and they were sour. I was cooking a pork chop one night and got the idea to slice them and toss them in the pan. They weren't even in the pan that long and they softened and caramelized. Pork and plums. Couldn't have been better and I thought hmmm. I should blog about this. But I was hungry. I had already taken two bites and still wanted to take a picture and blog it. So I did. And now it's gone. Dang.
I did the same thing with plums and French toast. I tossed the sliced plums in the pan with the bread. Oh man. So good. I didn't take a picture.
I can never really do a lot of recipes and detailed technique posts because I cook so seat of the pants. But I usually have a picture. You're just going to have to use your imagination.
