I am pretty sure that I write about food more during August than any other month of the year...because it's all just so good. Take this week, for instance. Tuesday, crabs with Bill and Kyle. Thursday, rockfish with my mom.
Like the crabs, the rock came from Conrad's and it was super fresh. Cooper put it in foil with some white wine, olive oil, garlic, rosemary, salt and pepper, and lemon. The results were pretty perfect - when you've got ingredients that good, it's hard to mess them up:
I also made a tian-like dish with onions, garlic, zucchini, potatoes and tomatoes - all from either the Rackovan farm or the CSA. It was rustic-looking, but pretty. And I, of course, forgot to take a picture.
I remembered, though, to photograph the tomato tarte tatin I made, using this recipe from Bon Appetit:
The tarte is definitely pretty and it certainly turned out as intended. Plus, it's not a bad use of a bunch of tomatoes (in my case, a bunch of Romas from the Rackovan farm). But I'm not sure it's really, as BA calls it, "a revelation." It tasted good, but none of us could quite get past the fact that we were having tomatoes for dessert. My mom thought the issue might mostly be mental, but it was an issue nonetheless.
All in all, though, a very nice dinner. But then again, that's expected for August, isn't it?