I feel like I’ve had a truly rural visit to England this time around – taking in the Sussex hills while chugging along in a steam engine and visiting a vintage tractor show – and today I concluded the trip with another countryside classic: Picking and cooking with homegrown produce.
I’ve been in New York for nearly two years now, and in that time, my mum and brother have cultivated an impressive greenhouse and vegetable patch. Today we had lots of relatives gathering at our house for a family reunion, so we decided to cook up a storm with produce from the garden.
Dyl and I picked parsley, coriander (cilantro to you Americans), bay leaves, cucumbers, lettuce, red lettuce and tomatoes, and he led me through the other budding plants: Butternut squash, potatoes, courgettes, beetroots, carrots, peas. Good job, the Warrens.
We whipped up a green salad, a beetroot and tomato salad (using all of our herbs), and got to work on a parsnip roulade to go with it. This was another new experience – and to be honest, Mummy Warren should probably take all the credit for how delicious it was.
We used 450g parsnips, olive oil, 2 garlic cloves, 1 bay leaf, 5 large eggs, 85g Shropshire Blue cheese (we used cheddar because it’s vegetarian), 250g mascarpone, 2 tbsp pesto (we used red pepper pesto) and a tub of sun-dried tomatoes. And this is how we used them:
And then everyone arrived and tucked in.
With full bellies, we swapped news, played endless games of Bop It! and table football, and posed for photographs – which marked another first. Today’s the day I was with all of my British cousins for the first time ever – and aren’t they lovely? (Apart from a couple)
What a great trip home. Back to New York tonight!