I imagine that you know by now that we–our whole family–has quite a thing for Farmer’s Markets. We positively LOVE them.
This is the peach guy–a personal favorite of mine…see that box on the end there? Oh, it’s on my table right this minute.
And the tie-dye lady was wonderful–all those beautiful colors. I needed a picture of that pink and purple thingy–so I could remember it…always.
We got Chompy a pretty little dress from there and she was very excited to NOT show it to anyone.
Miss Lily got her face painted…
with a perfect Rapunzel crown.
And the honey girl gave us samples of her Pumpkin Flower Honey…so we needed that too. WHAT?
There was a cantaloupe lady, a garlic dude, and a bread man but I was too busy staring at everything to get a picture of it all.
The little folks had a perfect ride in a real (ahem) covered wagon.
I fell in love with the soap lady’s stuff. Honey, Brown Sugar, Rose and even a slice of Coffee soap–which, I hear, will take onion or fish or garlic scent off your hands. Cool.
Asiago Bread—
peaches…
and honey. Can you tell what we’re having for supper?
Being the sturdy mountain woman that I am–I went with Daney-boy to the store–when I should probably have been resting. After all…Lortab makes one a bit sleepy sometimes but the guy did the driving so it was good. ANYway, we found this adorable little egg pan that seemed just perfect for making Bagel breakfast sandwiches. So, of course we bought it.
I brought it home and tore the label out of the inside of the pan and proceeded to cook my perfectly round fried eggs. It was just lovely. A wonder to behold.
But then Dane hollered in, “How’s your pan doing? It kinda smells funny.”
I hollered back, “It’s doing fine and no it doesn’t. It smells wonderful, like a beautiful fried egg.”
Just then, there was a puff of smoke and a tiny flame shot out from under my cute little egg pan. What the…?
How was I suppose to know that there was another label UNDER the pan? Huh?!
One label is certainly enough. Two is just silly…and I can’t possibly be the only person who thinks so…or who nearly set the kitchen on fire as a result. Sheesh.
Over-achieving label-maker-guy-anyway.
The egg–cooked under extreme duress, was still quite tasty despite it’s sordid beginnings.
Let me just tell you how soft and yummy this pretty pita bread is. Why, it’s so soft and yummy that we were willing to heat up the oven in the middle of August just to have a stash of them on hand…or…in hand…as the case may be.
Make them my friends and see for yourself.
Fabuloso…maximoso…to the tenth power.
Pita Bread
3- 1/4 cups flour
2 t. salt
2 t. instant yeast
2 T. olive oil
1- 1/4 cups luke warm water
Combine all the ingredients in a mixer bowl and mix on low speed just until all the flour is moistened, about 20 seconds. Attach dough hook, and knead on medium speed for 10 minutes. The dough should be very soft and smooth and just a little sticky to the touch.
Allow dough to rise in a lightly greased bowl with plastic wrap over the top–for about 4 hours. Press it down when it starts to double in size.
Place a baking sheet in the oven on the lowest rack and preheat the oven to 475°F one hour before baking.
Cut the dough into 10 pieces. Shape each piece into a ball and then flatten it into a disk. Cover the dough with a damp cloth and let it rest for 20 minutes.
Now roll each disk out into a thin circle. Allow them to rest, uncovered, for 10 more minutes.
Quickly place 1 piece of dough directly on the baking sheet, and bake for 3 minutes. The pita should puff up and be just about ready to brown. If your pitas don’t puff–spritz the remaining disks with a little water before baking. Bake all pitas and remove from baking sheet to a warm towel so they will stay soft and warm.
Serve with butter, salsa, ranch dip, bean dip, melted cheese, honey butter, hummus or anything else that strikes your fancy. Don’t worry if all your pitas disappear in 20 minutes—chances are, you’ll be making more tomorrow anyway.
Today, my situation calls for gentle care—in the form of berry smoothies…
a bit of light reading (luckily, my copy of Rhythm of the Family came in the mail today!)…
anything lovely from the freezer—especially if it’s loaded with peaches…very cold peaches…
my recipe organizer–for future blog post planning…
heavy-duty ice packs… (are you seeing a pattern here?)
and a big old bottle of Lortab.
Had a dental adventure to facilitate future bridge work.
Ok, ok…I had three teeth pulled, and may I just say…dude. New experience for this old bird–and believe me, if I’d have had any top secret information that they wanted, I’d have given it…gladly.
But, truth be told, I’m incredibly grateful to live in the 21st Century where we have anesthesia, antibiotics, pain killers, and anti-bacterial hand soap.
But this very minute, I’m most grateful for the never ending supply of Otter Pops…
