I made these with caramelized onions and sautéed mushrooms. Oh, and gruyere cheese. All on my scone. Mmm-hmm, that’s right.
With berry season still some weeks away, I might have jumped the gun here – but this is the sort of thing weekends are made for.
In my mind, chocolate chip banana bread is the perfect gift to bring to someone’s home. Whether they’re a new neighbor, or they’ve invited you to a dinner party, or just as a way to express thanks, for say, letting you bootleg their cable or wifi, banana bread fits the bill. It’s all about what I’ve heard referred to as ‘gracious living’. And this is something I’ve struggled with, even writing this post – because I’ve never fancied myself as someone who strives for gracious living.
Makes me wonder what exactly is gracious living?
Corned beef and fried egg with some cheddar jack and yellow mustard – all on homemade rye bread from Kauffman’s Deli in nearby Skokie.
Now, I just happened to have an artisanal loaf of lemon-white chocolate bread, purchased and brought back from my recent vacation. (Sounds a little snooty, right?) It was delicious on its own; but I didn’t want it to go to waste, so I thought I would see what it would it be like as French Toast. Holy Diet Buster – it was amazing. I’d been thinking about making it all weekend, and then I woke up this morning and realized I had no regular milk. Heavy cream? Sure (what piggy doesn’t?). Soy milk? Yep. Buttermilk? Of course. And of these alternate choices, I thought buttermilk would work the best – I also looked online and there’s a TON of buttermilk french toast recipes, so it’s not like I was inventing a new concept.
Well, the summer heat was smacking Chicago in the face last week. We’re definitely in the depths of summer – everyone is struggling to stay cool and not melt into little puddles of sweat at the bus stop.
One good thing about this time of year is that berries seem to be cheaper in the grocery store. I know they’re pretty much grown year round, but the summer heat always seems to bring an abundance of all kinds of berries – and big berry sales in the stores. Last week when I was at the store, I noticed they were on sale – blackberries, blueberries, raspberries and strawberries. (They also had white raspberries??) So my inner-hoarder came out and I stocked up on the berries – except the white raspberries – those seemed kind of freakish to me, and I’m not sure what to expect from them, so I left them alone. They’re like alien albino berries.