Pineapple Guava

Pineapple Guava = "Freijoa"
So found in along the coastlines of New Zealand, and as far north as Scotland.
I found mine falling from the front garden tree in Santa Monica, California.
Same shape and same color as the leaves surround, only to be seen as they hit the ground.
Scoop them up fast, hoping they had soft landing, and wheel barrel them through the front door, straight to the kitchen sink. Slice them long, scoop out the center, and toss them in the blender.
Yes, you can eat the skin, but tends to be a bit bitter. Choose the flesh from the fatter ones to add to the batch, to help balance out the flavor. Ice, plain yogurt, fresh mint, and gobs of honey. Hit go!
Bright freshness hits the pallet and slides down smooth.
Make friends with a neighbor who might harbor a tree. You will have to make an effort, these will not be offered for sale at the local market. Luck might find it at a road side stand, but mostly you have to prove to be an interested fan.

Simple Sprouts

Simple Sprouts:
Blessed by the easy...salad for breakfast...no doubt!
Let's keep this short and salty.
Pea Sprouts...stacked.
Peanut oil....drizzled.
Sesame oil...drizzled.
Sesame seeds...shaken.
Sea Salt...sprinkled.
Stir. Blend. Done.

Summer Surrender Salad

Summer Surrender:
I am a devoted to my local Farmer's market. I claim it as my church going experience. It gives me every thing I need to get me through the week. It nourishes my heart, body, mind and spirit. It teaches me patience and prosperity, both. It allows me to take what I need, and leave the rest. This September has been the most inspirational so far.
I recently made an attempt to share of my sweet success, and was curiously met with resistance.
Invited to an evening spread poolside, by a gathering of men who go out to sea, catch their dinner, and drag it back home to start a fire. My kind of guys! I so proudly offered up my 'fruit salad'...and was snubbed. I let it pass, and pursued again after the four fish menu, the fresh greens with garlic; no takers. Again, I pushed for it, passing it as desert; instead they took to the chocolate. Finally, after many long pauses and guilty glances, I served myself, and dug in deep and shoveled a high pile on my plate. I noticed on lookers, and took another pounce. One by one, each in line waiting to see that the first guy did not die. The look of surprise. Tongues dancing. Seconds were requested straight away, with sheepish smiles, and then thirds dumped directly from the bowl; there was nothing left. A proud moment. A milestone for taste buds all around. Surrender they did, to the sweet flavors of post Summer in September. So, I share...
+White peaches, White nectarines, Yellow peaches, plums, and sometimes Figs too.
+Squeeze the ugliest, sweetest little orange you can find, season with Sea salt and Tumeric.
+Sprinkle with fresh Mint: chocolate, and Basil: lemon...stir and let sit. Enjoy