Straight Lines and Deviled Eggs

I do not like to plant my vegetables in straight lines.  I know that this particular quirk is a result of watching my grandfather set up his surveying equipment just to make sure that his vegetables lines were perfectly parallel and perpendicular to his fence lines.  He was obsessed with straight lines and was the only man that I’ve ever known that can tell if you picked the wrong sized screw out of the cabinet from ten feet away.  I abhor straight lines in the garden.  And although I always measure twice before I cut or sink a screw into a board, I always place it just a touch off the mark and it makes me smile.  My Pirate frowns and I can also feel my grandfather flipping in his grave with disapproval.  

I plant my vegetable garden intensively so that the plants grow to cover the soil so that I don’t have to weed or rototill the pathways.  “It’s a sustainable method,” I explain to other gardeners.  And I grow my radishes in curves or whatever shape I feel like.  

It just so happens that a senior co-organizer at the Hazel Dell School and Community Garden is a staunch believer in straight lines and would make my grandfather proud.  At a meeting early this year, she told me how it was going to be, in no uncertain terms.  Straight lines, Little Missy…or else!  

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Afterwards, feeling a bit bruised; I took Barnaby to the dog park in the pouring rain right before dusk.  As I entered, I saw a stranger, a red bearded man with a hat and I nodded a quick hello before I started to take off in the opposite direction only to be greeted by his black Great Dane, Ezri.  “Oh, you’re Ezri’s Dad, aren’t you?” I asked, remembering a brief introduction from his lovely wife.  

“Why, yes I am.” He said with a Southern drawl.  

Barnaby danced around Ezri, raising his massive white paws up in an invitation to play, which Ezri accepted.  The two Danes raced ahead of us, as rain poured off of our hats and we introduced ourselves.  The conversation quickly turned to science fiction followed by food.  The dogs roared in through the open gate of the empty small dog park and took several giddy victory laps inside while Ben and I laughed and cheered them on.  The heaviness in my heart evaporated as I watched Ezri and Barnaby cement their friendship.   And I felt like I had stumbled upon a kindred spirit.   

Ezri and Barnaby   Image by Ben

Ezri and Barnaby   Image by Ben

We all meet up regularly for the dogs to play, they’re best friends after all, and we discuss important topics like real barbecue and deviled egg recipes.  Ben approaches cooking like a mad chemist.  When he doesn’t have the right kitchen equipment like a sous-vide machine, he simply builds his own version out of spare parts.  Recently, we collaborated on a new deviled egg recipe for him to unveil at a dinner party.  And they were a hit!  


Simply the Best Deviled Eggs
By Laura Heldreth and The Mad Chemist

Ben, the Mad Chemist, steams his eggs for ten minutes for the perfect hardboiled egg.  You can even use fresh eggs and have the shells slip right off when you peel them. Just tap each end of the egg on the counter then roll it under your hand and watch the shell come off. It’s a genius trick.  

6 hard boiled eggs
¼ cup mayonnaise—I use Bestfoods or homemade
1 teaspoon Dijon mustard—I used Maille 
1 teaspoon of white wine vinegar or champagne vinegar
1/8 cup of fresh basil leaves
tiny pinch of cayenne powder
Salt 
Bacon- each slice cut into fourths
Shallot-sliced 
Duck fat—optional 
Rice flour
Cornstarch

Cut the bacon into fourths and cook them over medium low heat until crisp.  Cook a few extra pieces, just in case someone you love ‘samples’ a few pieces like My Pirate did.  Slice up the shallot into thin slices and mix with several pinches of rice flour and cornstarch. Remove the bacon from the pan, turn the heat up to medium high, and add a spoonful of duck fat to the pan.  Fry the shallots in the oil until they are brown and crispy.  Then scoop them out and drain on a paper towel. 

Peel your hard boiled eggs, cut them in half horizontally, and put the egg yolks into a bowl.  In the bowl of a small food processor add the mayonnaise, Dijon mustard, white wine vinegar, basil leaves, red cayenne powder and salt.  Pulse.  Then add the egg yolks and pulse until the mixture is smooth.  Taste and adjust the seasoning.

Place the egg white cups on a platter and cut a tiny sliver off the bottom of the egg whites to make them stand up straight.  Pipe the egg mixture into the egg white cups.  Garnish them with the bacon squares and the fried shallots.  Serve.   

Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day: May 2014

When I was a little girl, my Mom let me fill a tiny orange dipper with a small bouquet every week throughout the summer. Year after year, I carefully cared for my bouquet by changing the water and trimming the delicate stems of the flowers.  I walked through her gardens and closely inspected her shrubs and perennials for my bouquets.  And without realizing it, I learned the basics of garden composition.  Now, I stalk my garden with my camera in my hands looking for tiny details to capture.  

rugosa rose

rugosa rose

On the first of May the rugosa roses sweet clove scented blooms began opening for the season.  

Astrantia Major

Astrantia Major

I moved a small start of Masterwort, Astrantia major, into the front yard this year.  

Thalictrum

Thalictrum

I picked this Thalictrum up at the bloggers plant swap last fall and My Pirate put the label in a safe place in the garage.  Do you ever lose things by putting them in a safe place?  Or is it just a garage thing?

Horseradish bloom

Horseradish bloom

Horseradish is delicious and the blooms are pretty too.  Just be careful of it's tendency to spread from its roots.  

Wingthorn Rose

Wingthorn Rose

I love how the morning light makes the thorns on my wingthorn rose glow.

Princess Victoria Louise Oriental Poppy

Princess Victoria Louise Oriental Poppy

And the poppies are popping open in this heat wave.  Literally.

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These are my favorite details in the garden right now.  Don't forget to stop by our lovely hostess, Carol, at May Dream Gardens, to see blooms in gardens from around the world.  Happy Garden Blogger Bloom Day to you!

Little Bit of Perfection

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In my case, the grass is always greener in my next-door neighbors’ garden.  I’ve refrained from mentioning my next-door neighbors, because they are The Perfect Neighbors. Seriously. And I didn’t want to jinx it.  They are polite, intelligent, thoughtful, and generous, keep a perfectly manicured yard, own the perfect black cat, their daughter is a brain researcher, plus they make great mixed drinks with rum.  So, in short they are The Perfects. 

 

The only chink that I’ve found so far in their perfection is that Mr. Perfect is perhaps a touch too honest, but only if you ask.  One fall, he mentioned that my dried up moss garden looked like dried cat shit.  He was right, but I was crestfallen.  However, his honesty makes him the best taste tester guinea pig ever!  The Happily Ever After Chocolate Truffle Cupcakes wouldn’t have happened without his steadfast taste testing.  When his eyes rolled into the back of his head, I knew that the recipe had arrived. 

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Tonight, I awakened from the zombie Muppet haze that my latest (trial) migraine preventing medication had put me in.  And I celebrated the return of my faculties by taking pictures of The Perfects’ lilac shrub that hugs my side fence.  I enjoy their fragrant lilac blooms every spring.  And it felt great to enjoy a little bit of perfection reach across the fence line into my happy messy garden.      

Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day: April 2014

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My garden has unfurled after a sunny week and I feel positively giddy.  April in my garden is filled with white, yellow, and chartreuse blooms with a light smattering of purple.  Just the way I like it.

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Even the weeds are cooperating. 

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Many of the new plants that I added to the garden last fall are either dead or are late arrivals this spring.  But the Akebia survived My Pirate's power washing attempts to clean it last year and is covered with blooms.  Their sweet fragrance fills my senses whenever I pause under the pergola.  

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The epimedium have survived Barnaby's watering and I declare them a dane proof plant.  

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And the violets too.

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Do you remember this little tyke that helped me photograph last April's bloom day post?  He looks just the same, only 125 pounds bigger.

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Don't forget to stop by to visit our lovely hostess, Carol of May Dream Gardens, to see garden blooms from around the world!  Happy Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day!

Hummingbird Nest

Yesterday, we ran into Shorty’s to pick up some seed potatoes on our way to the orientation party at the Hazel Dell School and Community Garden.  And a truly hideous arborvitae sculpted into a flower caught my eye.  I pulled My Pirate by the hand to go take a look at it and take a picture on my phone when a nursery employee redirected me towards something truly unusual and beautiful in the nursery.  We walked ten feet over and he pointed up into a tree.  And there they were.

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Two hummingbird chicks cradled inside a moss and lichen nest!

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I ran back out to the truck to grab my real camera.  And while I snapped pictures of the two chicks, My Pirate got excited and picked out $20 worth of seed potatoes. Last summer, I spent five dollars on seed potatoes and we had them coming out of our ears.  I can’t leave that man unsupervised in a nursery now that he has the gardening bug!

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We giggled like two conspirators on our way out of the nursery.  I have absolutely no idea where we are going to plant all of those potatoes.  Perhaps we'll squeeze some into The Pirate’s Cove?  But, we are going to feast on fingerlings.  And now I have another excuse to visit Shorty’s Nursery later this week.