This is the time of year that the garden is just bursting….
and it’s cool enough to want to eat it all!
cool as a cucumber – they don’t even realize that their days are numbered
Thyme, ready to hang up and dry
This time of year just plain smells good!
Herbs in the Kitchen was one of the earliest herbal reference book I bought. I’m pretty sure I got it from the Paperback Booksmith in Hanover Mall, in either ‘75 or ‘76. It was one of the standards. I still love it, and get inspired every time I read it.
My modern herbal library- not to be confused with my early modern herbal library – has grown since then.
Helen Morganthau Fox, Mrs Grieve,
Eleanour Sinclair Rohde I’ve read them and studied and collected all.
Adelma Grenier Simmons inspired trips to Caprilands in Connetitcuct and I was able to attend several of her lectures and workshops, as well as collect her books;
Jeanne Rose’s Herbs and Things, which nicely bridges the centuries of herbal lore;
Susan Wittag Albert and the China Bayles series. China Bayles even has her own book of herbal days, China Bayles Book of Days. Yes, a fictional herb guru has her own book!
Carolyn Dille and Susan Belsinger have written together and separately….
This is a together one
But it’s only recently that herbs and other things you eat that come from the garden can be equal (ish) partners between the covers.
Deborah Madison has her chapters based on plant families…..it’s very different kind of organizing and makes a whole lot of sense. This is from her blog
‘Vegetable Literacy’ is centered on 12 plant families and how they meet in the kitchen. It’s also a cookbook (some 300 recipe). Mostly it’s about connecting the dots between botany and the garden and the cook. People ask me what inspired this exploration and I have to say that I don’t recall a single moment in which that intention suddenly leaped to the fore. It was more like the idea of botanical families and the relationship between them and the kitchen had been there for a long time. Maybe it’s in my genes—my father was a botanist and gardener and farmer among other things. And even though it didn’t occur to me plant anything until I was in my mid-thirties, something must have rubbed off. And it rubbed off from my botanist brother, Michael, my many farmer friends and the gardeners I have known. Most of all, though, it was starting to garden that made plants and their families come into view with increasing clarity. Once I started to grow vegetables, I saw them in different ways: how much space they need, how large and many their leaves, how similar the blossoms within a family, the possibilities of eating more of them then what we see in the store or even the farmers market—hence the many little pointers about eating the whole plant—and more. The garden reveals the big and sometimes gnarly world that lies behind the pretty vegetable.’
Deborah Madison with allium
So, stop and smell the mint,and the fennel
and the borage….