Can you believe it's already the twelfth week of One Local Summer? Only -- wait, WHAT?
Is it really the 20th of August? I'm not even pretending to be surprised about this -- is it really the 20th? As in going to the State Fair on Saturday, Mo back in town for the weekend, two-thirds-of-the-month-gone 20th of August? Whoa. I'm going to have to have a little sit down and think about this, but I'll be right back with you.
Oh dear. Everything's a bit wobbly around the edges, so let's just get on with the meal:
If it weren't for the mozzarella in my sandwich, practically everything here would have started its 'life' on my property. I baked the bread (from local flours), grew the basil in the pesto, and harvested the tomato, green beans, and broccoli from my own back yard. Well done, me.
I ate the first Brandywine off the plants I grew from seed. Most heirlooms seem pretty good as far as meat-to-seed ratios, but Brandywines are particularly excellent, if you ask me. The slices in my sandwich (cooked in a panini press) absolutely melted when warm. Perfect.
And here's my favourite part of the bread I make:
Those seeds add so much flavour, even just around the edges. Yum!
That looks absolutely delicious. Well done indeed.