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Now I do not think that everyone would describe black walnuts as a beautiful food.  Even for me it is a bit like cilantro.  I can have a little, not a lot.  But for Steve, black walnuts are one of those pungent, decidedly earthy fruits that should be savored and recognized as a culinary treasure. He and I have trekked through the woods of New England with plastic bags in hand searching out the trees, digging at their roots for the nuts covered in their brown-green husks, knocking squirrels out of the way if necessary.

The husks have come back home, sat in a basket in the hallway to dry out, and then the onerous process begins of extracting the nut from the husk.  That process usually involves a hammer or vice grips.  Now you see why these nuts are such a treasure. Steve has been experimenting with these nuts quite a bit.  As unofficial taste tester, I’ve enjoyed Black Walnut Chocolate Chip Cookies, Wild Rice with Black Walnuts  (served alongside Duck and Kale), and I think there was even Black Walnuts with Strawberries spooned over vanilla ice cream (or I might be making that one up!).  Most recently, he served up Black Walnut French Toast.  I’ve told enough folks about this dish that I thought I should share the recipe along with the few photos I managed before all I could think about was eating. Enjoy. 😉

Steve’s Black Walnut French Toast

enough for 2 people for Sunday brunch or perhaps a decadent dessert

leftover bread, sliced thick

3 eggs

black walnuts, chopped, approx. half a cup

cinnamon

nutmeg

cream

In large bowl, mix the eggs, add cinnamon, nutmeg and little bit of cream.  Once well mixed, toss in the black walnuts.  Warm a frying pan and add some butter.  Dip the bread in the egg mixture.  Coat well and then drop in the frying pan, browning on both sides.

For those who might like the crunch of nuts, be sure to scoop out nuts from the mixing bowl and press into the toast.

Serve with butter, warm maple syrup and perhaps some bacon on the side.

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… because I am having an orange day.  At least that’s how I’ve decided to define this day, by the color orange.  I mean, I didn’t expect it to be a green day or a blue one. I knew that I would work with the color orange at least for a bit.  On the list of to-do’s that I created last night, I had planned to post the following image with the title “a bit of autumn colors on a plate.”

Yet the day began with me finding a funny bug on a window so I posted that picture instead and likewise little else has unfolded this day as I imagined it might last night.  Nothing horrible has happened.  Just the beautiful unexpected complexities of life that can leave one breathless. But as I raced about, my eyes kept being drawn to sunlight striking orange items.  And finally, as I stopped to catch my breath, I gave myself permission to take the time to snap a few photos of the orange world deigning to reveal itself to me.

Of course then I gave myself permission to play with a few other colors in the autumn palette.

I managed to find at least one leaf. Imagine that.

And there were a few extra tomatoes from the dish I made last night.

Now as I tuck my camera away, I don’t know that I am anymore calm but my head is certainly filled with orange-hued and golden thoughts.  It is indeed a lovely colorful day.  I hope you’re having a good one too. 😉

 

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I am pleased to share that Alimentum Journal is featuring a set of my food photographs inspired by Japanese artist Yozo Hamaguchi.

Even before my extraordinary journey to Japan a few years ago, I had been intrigued by Japan and its culture, especially depictions of nature in print and on cloth, and as expressed in music, words and images.  But visiting Japan awakened my senses to food as visual art object.  Further research introduced the works of Yozo Hamaguchi, who inspired a whole series of photographs.

The Hamaguchi-inspired images can be viewed in the Alimentum Art Gallery HERE.

And you can view the full gallery of images on my website HERE.

Bon apetit! 😉

 

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I know.  That was horrible.  But I just couldn’t help myself with that title. I’ll try to be more disciplined with my words next time.  Meanwhile, I hope you have had a good day. 😉

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A friend picked these up at a local farmers market.  I thought she described them as currants but someone else called them gooseberries.

While their tart taste is not to my liking, I do appreciate the variation in shades of color.

I especially like the intricacy of the husks.

I probably won’t purchase anymore but this little batch did make for a great procrastination photo shoot. 😉

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Just a few images from my constitutional walk through the Copley Square farmers market on Friday.

 

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One morning I purchased a single plum.  It was an impulse buy.  I haven’t eaten plums in years but I thought I might use the fruit as inspiration.  In the end, it was my antidote for mounting procrastination.  You see, I had a project due soon.  Amazing how strong the urge to take a long walk when you need to stay seated and finish a writing assignment.  I couldn’t go for a walk but …

… I decided I could rise from my chair on occasion and take a photo of the plum.  I did so throughout the afternoon.  No fine art produced but the movement was a release of sorts.

When I finished the writing assignment, I ate the plum, a final dose of a sweet treat that helped me stay focused just enough.  I think I might buy an apple today!

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That thought crossed my mind for a split second as I walked through the Copley Square Farmers Market this past Friday.  The afternoon light was striking the fruits, vegetables and flowers in such a way that they become culinary art.

And there is no question that the vendors from the various farms know how to display their wares.

Though I could not pause to purchase anything it was a visual delight and welcome moment of calm to walk the square.  I’m looking forward to next week.

 

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Only moments before the bag had held zucchini or scallions perhaps.  Now it lay crumpled on the table fodder for my imagination as sunlight filled its cavities.

At first I thought of folds of cloth and crinkled skirts like women wore so long ago.  But then as the rays of light shifted, I imagined glaciers and ice caves illuminated in rainbow colors throughout an arctic day.

The sun soon dipped behind a building and with it most of the light but just enough remained for one last shot that made me think of a cavern opening.

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