I went a little crazy today at Berkeley Bowl. It’s peach season and I live in California! There are wild plums to pick off neighbors’ trees-I’m really doing them a service- and early blackberries to gather from Tilden trails, and the markets are bursting with the last cherries of the season and the first figs, so very ripe and ovary-like.
On the darker side, there are ants crawling all over the weirdest stuff-like my Trader Joe’s Black Sea Salt and Caramel Dark Chocolate, which is the best chocolate bar I’ve ever had, plus my fingers, toes, keyboard, and the rim of the Triple Sec (thanks, Alex! You are so fun and so are your drinking habits.) I splashed into my peach ginger iced tea with fresh smashed apricots that I’ve been drinking since 12:30 pm. It’s basically a mimosa so we’re all set. And 12:30 is clearly the afternoon so I’m technically it drinking later than I should.
After waking at 9, I wandered over for my favorite Saturday morning activity to the BBowl and, after eating my breakfast in free samples (and some things not intended as samples like the rainier cherries calling my name from their pile) I headed over to the produce section. I proceeded to buy four different kinds of peaches/apricots/nectarines, then went back for more because really, it is my duty to make sure this Most Beautiful Fruit does not go to waste.
While watching my favorite Hampton’s neighbor-I like to think of her as my wealthy, bourghie, aunt who feeds me bread pudding and roasted chicken-Ina Garten, I prepared some Crunchy Quinoa Dark Chocolate Granola from the How Sweet it is blog. Shout out to Jessica, this is delicious. I made two variations, one with fresh ginger and the other with dried peaches and apricots. So good! Need milk.
I will be spending the remainder of the afternoon throwing various stone fruit into a dish, baking it with some sweet oats and calling it a crumble to bring to a friend’s birthday party.
How much is a serving of peaches? Like that song asserts, I DON’T CARE. I love it.