Did you watch the stars fall Thursday night? Was the peak of the Perseid as glorious as promised? I missed it. Somehow, in the middle of the market push, work seemed like an acceptable excuse to sleep through the moonless hours of morning, but of course, that was just a pretext for laziness. There's always work and more work, with or without a full night's rest. A once in a decade meteor shower is definitely worth the loss of a little sleep, though I was only able to admit so on the other side of Friday's double shift. Anyways, I hope you were outside and awake to the wonder yesterday morning while I was buried deep in dreams.
Instead of waking early, I've been staying up late this week processing fruit. Summer harvest feels like a reckless tumble towards autumn, the fruits flashing by almost too fast to see. Pie cherries, here and gone. Raspberries, blueberries, apricots. I made my last fig foray this week, and I hope to harvest my winter's worth of Himalayan blackberries tomorrow. The early apples and pears are littering the yards in my neighborhood. Soon hazelnuts and quince will be ready, and then, a moment later, the winter rain will close around us once more. Too fast! Too soon! I need more hours to gather in and put up the summer's bright flavors, but the hours, like the season's bounty, keep slipping away.
That bounty is on display this week in three seasonal galettes: basil peach, cardamom pear, and roasted tomato & plum. Also in the lineup: Mountain Rye, Sunflower Rye (100% rye), Red & White, and Wild & Seedy. Plus cookies, scones, etc.
Off to market.
See you soon!
P.S. I'll be missing the Saturday market again next weekend (off to Montana for the wedding of dear friends!). I'm not doing a formal preorder, but if you'd like me to hold bread or pastry for you at the Wednesday market, or, if you can't make it to Fairhaven, at my house, drop me a line. On the menu:
Red & White
Rosemary Sea Salt
Bittersweet Chocolate Cookie
Malted Chocolate Chip
Figgy Sourdough Buckwheat Scone
Brown Butter Shortbread
The Grain Gathering--a conference for bakers, brewers, maltsters, farmers, and enthusiasts--last weekend was as inspiring and delicious as ever. This business, with its long hours and low pay, can be isolating. To gather once a year with other professionals who love baking as much as I do, who have faced the same challenges, who are making beautiful breads and pastries, who have built successful businesses, always fills me with new ideas, enthusiasm, and, perhaps most critically, a sense that this might just be possible.
Almost as important as the conference, I got into the mountains for the first time this summer! Oh, but we live in the most glorious place. I may have to get a car next year, just so I can more easily find slices of wilderness in the press of summer baking madness.
Unfortunately, I ate all the huckleberries, so you don't get any mountain pastries today. But! Fear not. I do have a truly decadent lineup of galettes for you: rosemary peach, honey, anise, & fig, and a sweet-savory fig preserve, caramelized onion, & roasted fennel. Also Red & White, Wild & Seedy, Mountain Rye, and a 100% rye with sprouted rye berries, as of yet unnamed (ideas?).
I'm now so late leaving the house I'm almost tempted to stay for one more cup of tea. What could it matter? But no, I need to make a break for the kitchen to load up my trailer.
See you (very) shortly.