Jonathan: I’ve been experimenting with technology that allows me to use social media more efficiently (though sometimes I hear an internal voice grumbling that the most efficient thing I could do is dispense with it entirely. What’s that Denise? You mean it was you all along?). One of the outcomes of that is that I’ve got a daemon (a computer term now fallen out of vogue, otherwise I wouldn’t use it) that is rummaging around in the archives of this blog and feeding out little nuggets to other platforms (oops, sorry!) – that is to facebook, blogger and such like. (Yes I know, I need to fine tune the frequency and other settings). I was working on it until late last night, then forgot about it this morning. Denise had an appointment at the medical centre, and whilst I was waiting in the car I browsed through the huge collection of ‘on-board’ music, and I came across an album I’ve not listened to for a two-three years – Five Days in July by the Canadian band Blue Rodeo. I recommend Five Days in May and Bad Timing (though ask me another time and …). Anyway, back home, I checked in at my desk and remembered to see what that daemon had been up to – whether it had been working at all. Well indeed it had. And what had it just published a digest of? My blog from August 2010 entitled “Blue Rodeo”: I’d been listening for the first time to Five Days in July. Here it is. [Thanks again to Tia Nagi!]
Denise: Back home from our foraging at South Glendale, I made a quick tour of the walled garden and greenhouses and returned to the kitchen with this selection. The tomatoes may have been very very late this year – and not plentiful enough to sell, but since mid July there’s been plenty enough for us – and sweeter and tastier than either of us can ever remember. Those long green chillis are hot – the red one (out of shot) even hotter: this year we have an abundance of peppers of every kind, so these will be diced and frozen for use over the winter, in casseroles, soups etc.
Jonathan: No, not my own version of the BBC’s early 1960s April Foolery! Inspired by Fi Bird’s Seaweed in the Kitchen, and the prospect of a 4.1m spring tide revealing the lowest shelf of the shore-line pantry, after lunch we tooled up and tootled down to the beach at Glendale – two miles away but worth the trouble – to harvest spaghetti. Now if I told you exactly where we found it I’d have to conceal in this post a virus that would would start it’s work by killing your computer … But, seriously, we found it after a long walk and only just had enough time to gather in what we needed and a few other delights, and set off back for the van, leaning into the wind and with the sea gathering up the beach behind us. Here you can see, amongst the straps of kelp, a few strands of the orangey-yellow sea spaghetti (though it mostly grows in thick cascades like Rapunzel’s hair, up to 2 metres long), also the glorious pinky red of dulse, and the bright green of sea lettuce. On the way back to the van we came across huge colonies of mussels, so balanced up our load with a bag of those too.Back home I prepared and cooked the mussels, Denise baked (sprinkled with olive oil) dulse and sea-lettuce into a snack of ‘crisps’. The sea spaghetti was cut into short lengths and boiled like green beans: in fact they turn dark green and not only look but taste quite similar to green beans!