A Peach of a Time

peachesThere is always something a little thrilling about introducing a new food to someone.  The sharing of food equates to the sharing of love. Taking summer vacation and visiting friends and relatives offer plenty of opportunities for fabulous feasting and dishing in many loving kitchens along the way.

On a recent road trip to visit my hometown and aging relatives, I donned my trusty apron (don’t leave home without it) and mustered up a backyard barbecue.

My Uncle, just turned eighty, requested ribs. Mama wanted Greek salad and Aunty asked for new potatoes. I rounded out the menu with grilled asparagus and a feast was born.

To me, there is nothing quite as much fun as visiting unfamiliar groceries and markets, sourcing ingredients and then improvising in a strange kitchen. Seriously. You might think I am being sarcastic, but it is my idea of a really good time. Yours, too? (I knew we were kindred!)

My home town boasts a Ferraro Foods which is one fine grocery store. I found a range of balsamic reductions there and was inspired to grill some Okanagan peaches* to accompany the ribs.

Grilled Peaches:

  • Cut peaches in half and remove pits
  • Rub with olive oil on both sides
  • Grill on a medium hot grill until the flesh is tender and lovely grill marks appear
  • Remove from grill, arrange cut side up on a platter. Add a couple of squeezes of fresh lemon juice. Scatter julienned fresh basil across the peaches and drizzle with balsamic reduction.
  • Serve as a side with grilled meat or as a dessert with fresh ice cream.

peaches on the grillThe best part of this meal was that my Uncle had never tried grilled peaches. He was delighted to discover something new after eighty years on the planet, and happily gobbled them down. He *might* also have polished off just a couple of racks of ribs.

I come by it honestly :)

 

 

 

*For a beautiful guide to BC summer fruits, click here.

 

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About Vicki

I’m a coach and consultant and in my spare time I like to cook and play house. I believe happy idleness is a purposeful pathway to a contented life. And I am happiest either in my pajamas or an apron – or both.

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