Today has really been a day and a half so far (mid-afternoon). This morning my on-line grocery order came at 8am and I had that to unpack and put away. Then at 9.30am friend W called and we went to our Exercise Class for the over 60's (strenuous but very necessary).
The farmer collected me from the class and together we went to our Physiotherapist for half an hour's pummeling each. I always come out feeling as though I have gone a couple of rounds with Mohammed Ali. After lunch I took Tess for her walk and now I am thankfully sitting down at the computer.
Since Saturday the farmer has picked about fourteen pounds of wild mushrooms from our fields. They are delicious, particularly with dry cure bacon in a thick sauce made with white sauce and flavoured with the juice from the mushrooms.
Cut mushrooms into fairly small pieces and fry gently in a knob of butter. Meantime, make a roux with butter and cornflour and then add full cream milk to make a white sauce (I always add a pinch of mustard to pep it up a bit). When the mushrooms are cooked (only a few minutes), pour the sauce into the mushroom pan and stir well so that you end up with mushrooms in what looks like gravy. Stirring in a drop of cream makes for a richer sauce. Serve with bacon rashers, or serve on toast - however you like it best. Delicious any which way.
Tomorrow I shall make a batch of Mushroom Soup - some to eat and some to freeze. More mushrooms to come I suspect - and the wild blackberries are just starting. Nature's bounty - but at least blackberries freeze well.
On my return from my afternoon walk I met an old farmer friend, well in his eighties. We are still feeling the effects of Hurricane Bertha and the wind is strong. He greeted me with the words, "Good harvest weather." It traspires he was talking about the old, old days, when the corn was cut with a binder and fastened into sheaves, which were then heaped into stooks to dry. On this kind of day they dried very quickly.
He was surprised to find that I had a computer and enquired whether I had any plastic cards. Finding that I did, he asked if I paid for my grocery order with plastic and when I replied that actually I order my groceries on line and pay for them Direct Debit, he remarked that I had really had reached the twenty first century. Funny isn't it, how everything is relative - I am in awe of those who used tablets and I-pads, which seem far and above what I understand. Not sure what I shall tackle next!