mom and malabrigo

She's the best mom in the world! And she loves her present. It's this pattern, knitted in malabrigo worsted. Really easy pattern, might have to make myself one!

My beautiful mom

The brownies are baked and the present is wrapped. Ready to celebrate my beautiful mom today! Happy Mother's Day!

morel report

On the first night...

we sliced a few of them in thick rounds, let a good knob of butter slur and fizz in the big black pan, and tossed them in. They sputtered and steamed in protest, then gave up and collapsed in a glorious golden heap. Adam stirred in a teaspoon of sour cream as we bent over the stove inhaling the rich, nutty steam. Tossed with fusilli, we ate them wide-eyed and slowly, amazed.

The next day...

I made sourdough toast, creamy scrambled eggs, and sauteed more morels, this time adding a squashed clove of garlic. Big scoops piled high on the toast. A feast.

Day three...

we made steaming pasta e broccoli and ate the morels beside it, even slower now, aware the paper bag holding the rest of the morels is nearly empty.

I came home from work a few days later...

to the most warming, homey scent. Adam used the rest of the morels in a big pot of mushroom barley soup, which we ate with baguette, blowing on each spoonful of rich salty broth. I have a quart glass jar of the rest of the soup in the freezer, for some future grey day that needs comfort.

Yesterday, at the big farmers market, we saw a basket of morels, at $25/pound. We passed by, feeling very, very lucky.