This is a story about recipes, not really the recipes. Well there are recipes but they aren't the point.
Rosemary lemonade.
Those of us with rosemary are always looking for something to do with it, and if you are mostly vegetarian ( yes mostly) then chicken is out. So Vegetarian Times ( not just for vegetarians) had a thing about your favorite summer drink and someone mentioned rosemary lemonade. I looked it up on the web but then sort of invented my own version and it is good. Just simple syrup with some rosemary cooked in it for awhile then left to steep in some more fresh rosemary in the fridge. That in a glass with a slice of lemon squeezed in and lots of ice is great. I'm going for a rumless mojito ( which my friend Debra informs me is actually minty limeade).
Then there was the gazpacho that turned out to be really good thin hot sauce. Don't just upend the habenero lime hot sauce over the blender. On a positive note, it did clear my sinuses. I probably shouldn't have added the chipotle chili powder either.
Lastly, fresh figs poached in white wine NOT with thyme, which is the only recipe that came up on google. Mine are either star anise and cardamon or saffron and cinnamon sticks. These are killer and I tried canning it but am afraid that it is neither sugary enough or acid enough to can well so I'm keeping it in the fridge. It is so good, but again it response to having so many figs I don't know what to do with them all. The birds , butterflies and flies are doing there best to help. The tree at this time of year becomes a city, full of life, stinky in a good over-sweet way. I stand underneath and fig nectar rains on you. Then you eat warm figs off the tree, with the birds complaining overhead. It's a good thing I like my tree since it is trying to take over the backyard. Not winning but trying never the less. Life is good.
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Speaking of figs, Edna St. Vincent Millay, one of my favorite poets, wrote...
First Fig
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light!
Second Fig
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
oh, now I have to go below and type in your word verification. You can turn that off. If you want to. If you trust that a real person and not a computer is writing to you. Let's see, this one is waxiati. That's a type of fig found only in Arabia. (I might've made that up).
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