Let there be peas on earth.....and let it begin with meeeeeeeee......
I'm feeling rather perky (and quirky) today, for I've got PEAS!
My first pea harvest provided enough for a generous lunch serving for me and David, and about a quart of peas-in-the-pod to share with my mother. She also got some baby beets and beet greens, and some onions. She was tickled. It's become a regular Saturday-morning routine for me to call her and say, "Are you ready for your vegetable shipment of the week?" Then I tell her to come pick it up, so it's not really a shipment, per se, but she's not complaining. She's pretty jazzed that I have a garden. She lives a few blocks away, and she hustles on up here as fast as she can to haul away her take.
These are Amish Snap peas from Seed Savers Exchange. These are from the second planting of peas I made this spring. As I figured out afterward, the first planting was of a mid-season variety (and they are coming along beautifully, by the way). These are an early-season variety. So even with a later planting date, you just can't fool that foxy Mother Nature. She knows exactly what's up and what's down, that woman.
The way my mother and grandmother always cooked the first peas of the season was to cook (boil, steam, whatever) them slightly til tender and bright green, add them to boiled baby potatoes, then finish them with milk and butter, salt and pepper, heated up to just below the boiling point. I didn't plant potatoes this year, but I think I might have to go search for some so I can make that treat from my childhood. This is the very first year I've had success growing peas...I think it's worth a bit of an indulgence, don't you?