Posted by on Aug 19, 2017 | 16 comments

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I was just sitting here in my St. Vincent scarf (a new design comes out each year to wear during the festival) when the doorbell rang.

Oh, boy, our Garden Guru has done it again.

On the doorstep were THESE, in the lovely orange bucket that Jean Riere manages to fill and give away to us weekly!

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The most beautiful, shiny red peppers and the little piemientos de Padron (the city from which they originally came–now you see them grown everywhere, including our back yard neighbor’s garden!) filled the bucket.

Mama will sauté the little green peppers in olive oil (as mentioned a gazillion times before) until nicely browned, then sprinkle them with coarse salt. Num, num. But kitties of course cannot have them…hard on the tummy I think and it’s too bad, as they are full of vitamins and yummy goodness.

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I think the red ones are headed for the grill and when they are nicely charred, mama throws a damp cloth over them to ‘sweat’ and then they peel easily.  It’s the skin of the pepper that is difficult to digest, hence the de-nuding.

The mama cuts them into strips and sautés those in olive oil with thin slices of garlic and serves them with tuna as a kind of salad.  Here there is the traditional salade de Collioure–hard-boiled egg quarters, roasted peppers, anchovies, thin slices of sweet onion, and if you feel like it, cooked corn cut off the cob, all arranged nicely over a bed of mesclun (small lettuces) that have been tossed with olive oil and mama’s vinegar.

Speaking of which, it’s decanting time again, whatever that is.  Mama’s witches potions are poured off into bottles for presents or storage and leftover wine is given to the “mother” to turn itself into vinegar over a few weeks.  Strange things go on around here, believe you me…

This stuff looks like liver to me!

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And why would anyone put his own mother in a jar?

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