And so the unsuspecting chard plant started the day, happily growing in the garden…
not knowing she was destined for my kitchen table to fulfill her destiny as dinner.
One of the (many) great things about growing your own food is that when you return home tired at the end of the day and have no idea what to cook for dinner, all your have to do is look out your window for inspiration. The chard was so exuberant today I couldn't resist.
After a quick trip to the yard, I rooted through the pantry and found some Israeli couscous, an onion and some sun-dried tomatoes. That plus some homemade chicken stock and I had dinner ready in about fifteen minutes. That's almost faster than a drive-thru. Gotta love that.