Stop and Smell the Roses... and Taste the Honey

This weekend, Joyce and Abbey came to visit. Both brought me hostess gifts including these beautiful roses to which we added carrot greens after buying a bunch that got grated up for lunch of peanut Thai salad with noodles. What a gorgeous site every morning when I get up to check email.



After their visit, I worked a shift at the restaurant. When it's slow like it was that night, the chefs like to spoil the front-of-house staff by trying out new dishes and letting us taste new ingredients. They made us tartlets, steak fajitas, bruleed pears, and scallops ... and then brought up the honey comb the head chef purchased at the farmers' market that morning. You just stick in the spoon and savor the sweetness and pull out the wax after sucking off all the honey. The next taste test was "spun honey" which is old honey that has crystallized and then been whipped with new honey. It looked like white butter and tasted like it, too. So. Delicious.