Sunday, June 22, 2008
Perfection, Summer Peaches
We're into the second week of local peaches. There are few finer and more affordable pleasures than a single, perfectly ripe summer peach. You will not get this flavor from a peach that has been picked early and shipped. You will only get this tree-ripened and fresh, just on the verge of soft, the fuzzy skin yielding just barely to the touch. That is your pick. Eat it soon. Use a napkin, and make that incredibly rude, but understandable schhhhlllllerrrrrrrppppp as you bite into it. Ah.
I do not cook Iron Chef. That is, perhaps, a level of complexity that I will never attain as a cook. And there are moments where I absolutely don't care. Where it is nearly a crime to even think of preparing an ingredient with anything more than a rinse under water. Understanding this is a good place to be as an eater. And a lot less stressful as a cook.
Perfect Peach Summer Side
Looking for this recipe? It will be part of an upcoming book with Ali at Cleaner Plate Club.