stumped by peas

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I've lived in Texas for a long time now, and wanted to live here even longer. Sometimes I am reminded that I am not from here, and one of those moments came this weekend with the arrival of purple hull peas in my CSA. Today I will search for recipes… bet these would be nice with chow chow. One more checked off item on my southern cooking initiation list… wish there were badges for these kinds of things.

DH is out of town and had to stop myself from finding things to do around the house yesterday, I drove out to Yarnorama  to sit and knit with the Paige Purls. It was the most relaxing 3 hours in a while. I realized how much I enjoy this and need to do this more.

Get Crackin’

No, this isn't my Monday morning battle cry, though it is 8:00 and I am still in my Pj's, I'm talking about eggs. Yesterday morning when weighing my breakfast options, I pulled out the asparagus that I had received in my CSA box. I actually arrived at the farm as KW was still harvesting. I chatted with him as he walked, knife in hand, through a field of grasses, he would bend down every sentence or so and come up with a tender spear of asparagus. When he had harvested a good handful he banded them together an handed them to me. Seriously, I have never seen such tender sweet asparagus spears in my life.

So, for breakfast, what I came up with was a hash brown nest with asparagus, garden fresh tomatoes, scrambled eggs with hollandaise, and english muffins with orange honey butter. I decided to go scrambled instead of poached to use the whites left over from the hollandaise. Those extra whites sure made some fluffy scrambled eggs. And I might add, a wonderful way to watch stage 7 of Le Tour de France.

I used this easy hollandaise recipe.

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