
I think I can state this quite clearly: the weather up here has been freakin’ INSANE. Spring is a different creature in this part of Canada. Whereas back home temps have reached comfy levels—uppers 60s, lower 70s—the temperature zigzags like a drunken grandmother behind the wheel. March was miserable and cold; April started out miserable and cold then mellowed. May started rainy and cool and stayed that way. In fact, as I write this, it’s June 2nd and you know how warm it is here? 50-effing-degrees. My husband constantly reassures me that this is anomalous weather but I’m saying if it’s like this next spring, we are definitely going to consider moving.

In the previous two pictures are an example of how freaky weather is here. The LSC and I walked down to the store on Sunday to pick up some sundries (read: snacks and beer) for Gaming Sunday (read: he and his friends play board game all afternoon) and it was comfortable out, warm but not too warm, nearly ideal. On our way home however, there was a thunderstorm that was very reminsicent of home: lightning, thunder, and as you can see, hail. Sadly after that awe-inspiring display of nature, the temperature dropped about twenty degrees and it was miserable all over again.

At least that morning—when it was still temperatures resembling normal out—The LSC made me breakfast again. On our adventures of the previous day, we picked up some veggie bacon. It’s not that it’s incredibly hard to find veggie meat products here, it’s that it’s hard to fake meat analogues. The LSC knows that I prefer this form of breakfast “meat” so I am a grateful girlie that he was game to have some, too. Of course, he didn’t care for it.

“Hmm…you can have the Play-Doh bacon and I’ll have normal bacon next time,” he remarked.

On Saturday—before the crazy hailstorm and the craptastic weather—the LSC and I explored the city. We went to various markets, had a lunch at a Lebanese grocery, bought comics, ordered comics, bought chocolates. It was a perfect day.

We tallied up the length of our walking that day and it came out to about seven or six miles. (The LSC, being Canadian and metric, thinks in kilometers.) And since our dogs were barking when we arrived home, my awesome spouse mixed us up a couple of mojitos.

Our dinner that night was some scrumptious honey-garlic sausages—not made of Play-Doh, I’ll add—and a super easy and super tasty vegetable salad. In fact, this recipe has an incredible amount of vegetables. Ideally, they should be locally sourced from your nearby farmer’s market, but barring that, the produce section of your local grocer. And if you can’t find a couple of the veggies yet, frozen is acceptable in a pinch; canned is NOT.

Variations on this one? Only a couple. The recipe calls for feta but I used a brilliant bleu cheese we brought back from Atwater Market in Montreal. Instead of a balsamic vinaigrette, I used the maple/dijon vinaigrette also brought back from our weekend out of town.

I hope you dig the recipe; if you’re a vegetarian, I know you will. Stick around for the slow-roasted tomatoes after the info.
Farmers Market Vegetable Salad
8 oz. fresh green beans, cut into 1 1/2-inch pieces
2 medium ears fresh corn, kernels cut from cob
1/3 cup fresh shelled peas
1/2 cup halved grape tomatoes
4 medium thinly sliced radishes
1 tablespoon minced shallot
1/4 cup toasted almonds, roughly chopped
1/4 cup reduced-fat crumbled feta cheese
1/4 cup red wine or balsamic vinaigrette
4 cups salad greens
Fill a medium pan with 2 inches of water and place a steamer insert inside. Bring to a boil and add beans. Steam, covered, for 3 minutes. Add corn and peas and steam, covered, 2 more minutes. Let cool. In a large bowl, combine beans, corn and peas with tomatoes, radishes, shallot, almonds and feta. Toss with vinaigrette. Spread salad greens on a serving platter. Spoon vegetable mixture on greens.

Everyday I am starting to realize more and more how important food is to me. The making of it, the reading about it, especially the reading about other people’s relationships to it.

One of my presents from the LSC was a copy of A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg, author of Orangette, probably one of my all-time favorite food blogs. I devoured the book in its entirety over the course of three days, fascinated, drawn and humbled by the stories she told and the recipes she shared.

One of them was for slow-roasted tomatoes. I was antsy for a food project yesterday afternoon and I knew we had a whole bowlful of tomatoes that might go bad before the end of the week…so you can see where the thought process went. Why not, I thought happily as I chopped and tossed and slid them in the oven.

Alternately chewy and sweet, I look forward to eating these on a baguette slathered with butter.