Mountain Feast

We had a fantastic lunch at the cabin on Sunday. Take a look at our version of food porn. Every vegetable came from either one of our gardens or a farmers market. My garden has actually been producing some since the disastrous hail storm. And check out the cool Hall dishes my mom has.

First some sliced tomatoes from my garden. I think these are Roma:



Sauteed green beans with onions from my sister's garden:



More of the grilled globe squash with pesto and parmesan (from the farmers market):



Corn bought directly from a local farmer in Eastern Colorado (by my sister):



Grilled yellow squash (I can't remember if this came from my or my sister's garden):



Palisade peaches from the farmers market:



We had chicken (not pictured), but also a little fish that my brother in law caught that morning. My dad grilled it with butter and lemon and it was delicious, even though we each only got a few bites. It's not such a pretty picture, but twas tasty. Here it is on the grill:



It was my sister's birthday and she asked for fruit pizza in place of a cake. Our recipe has a brown sugar, butter, and pecan crust, rather than the traditional cookie crust. Much better, in my opinion.



And I took picture of these awesome tongs that were my grandmother's just because I love them. They remind me of an archaic medical tool. I've already claimed it after the parents are gone, haha: