Sorry, I feel a little like I have been MIA these last few days. Something about the beach, it’s so damn relaxing! And of course when I’m not relaxing I’m cooking!
Last night a chicken stew with shiitake mushrooms, hickory smoked bacon, baked with a top of tarragon biscuits, recipe to follow this week.
Fire Island is mostly, to New Yorker’s anyway, know for its endless white beaches, gently rolling dunes and its dozen or so diverse communities. What is also very diverse is the plant and animal life that co-exists here with all the holiday makers.
Tall blueberry bushes pop up along side walkways, particularly mid island and Bay side where there is more prefect from the elements and the island is often boggy.
Beach Plums and Black Cherries (Cherry Grove) also grow on the island.
Deer are everywhere and so used to people they are very nonplussed by their presence and sometimes this casual nonchalant can be quit annoying a group of deer are hanging out on the walk way. In planning what I was going to cook this week I tried, unsuccessfully, to buy some rabbit in NYC. I wish I had known they had them here hopping about, I could have gone on a hunting expedition (kidding).
Rain tomorrow, so I am hoping to be back full force, hell I still have SF stuff I want to post!
Happy Gay Pride.