table and that is what we were treated to this last week when I picked our first crop of
Cooking fresh peas, is well easy peasy.
The true key is not to over cook them.
I grew up on fresh garden peas and I have many, many sweet memories of shelling them
under the Ash Tree in our backyard with my Mom and Grandma.
Mom would often times give me a little gentle scolding, if you can call it that, for eating too
many of them while I was shelling them!
You know fresh garden peas are truly the tastiest straight from the shell.
We would gather our frayed blue and white webbed lawn chairs around in a circle and
many times we drank a good old fashioned coke-cola while we chatted, shelled and
sometimes swatted pesky flies.
Grandma always wore floral dresses that were mid-calf, thick stockings and dark black
Sometimes I forget that, but I didn't this year when I was picking and shelling my garden
I am discovering all sorts of things about myself while I garden and one of them is that
I feel like I am turning back time.
Now, how about that...maybe I have found the fountain of youth!
Leaving you on this fine Friday with a little Wit and Wisdom!
If a girl finds nine peas in a pod, the next bachelor she meets will become her husband!
Please Join Me~
Love Of Home, Life and Linda, Cozy Little House, J & J Cedar Hill Farmhouse,
Cottage Making Mommy