The peaches are ending their run in the next week or two, and really, you ought to dive in. It was $18 for a half-bushel of freestones at the North Tonawanda Farmers Market Saturday morning, and the investment in ecstasy will keep on giving for months.
Kathy is freezing bags of chopped peaches for winter use, and making jam. I made peach clafoutis, sort of a big baked pancake with fruit inside – lovely. I have my eye on a fried-peach-pie-with cinnamon recipe – we’ll see about that.
The best might be just a big bowl of sliced peaches, peeled if you want, with a spoonful of sugar – not just for sweetness, but to encourage the juice to flow and get saucy. A Niagara County peach is one of the mouthfuls that make me truly pleased to be here in Western New York, and if you let them go by without gorging yourself a few times, shame on you.
The muskmelons are ridiculous, too, huge flavor like fine wine – and here come the apples. I got a half-gallon of new cider, clear and crisp, each drop tasting like the first bite of the best apple you ever ate. (Kathy: “You got a half gallon?”)
In restaurant news of interest to me, and maybe you:
Falafel Bar’s Sheridan Drive location opened Friday (3689 Sheridan Dr., Amherst, 831-3980). It was full at 7 p.m., and running some interesting fish specials. A woman I spoke to there said shakshouka was on for the weekend.
Chang’s Garden on Maple Road, one of the better Chinese places around, was badly damaged by fire early Saturday morning. I was there Friday night with a tableful of children (coincidence! I swear!) and will look forward to their reopening.