Summer

I love my Fridays now that school is out.  Monday through Thursday, I'm still in the trenches with the summer program at my high school, but these 3 day weekends are are for me.  Fridays are for the farmer's market, a trip to Wally World, grilling out, and just plain relaxing. 

On my trip to the farmer's market, I struck green gold - green tomatoes.  I knew what would be for supper tonight, so after returning home, mowing the back lawn, and then napping in my girl-size recliner, I began working with my prize.

I soaked large slices in buttermilk, and then popped them into a bath of flour, cornmeal, and Emeril's BAM .  Slid them lovingly into hot oil in my cast-iron chicken fryer, turned them gently as they achieved just golden comeliness.  Ah, what a delight!  They crunched ever so lightly when bitten and then melted on the tongue.  Didn't need another thing to go with it except a cold glass of tea.

The newly mowed grass smells almost exotic in the late evening warmth, and lightning bugs (!!!) have begun their intermittent communique en masse.  It is a lovely evening, a Friday, and it's all mine.