It doesn't last long the season of asparagus, but my guests have been delighted to be offered it for breakfast for the past couple of weeks. Sorry I forgot to take a photograph but the above would serve two.
Grilled on the Foreman grill and then, if desired, pouring melted butter over them has had me desperately controlling my tastebuds when cooking breakfast.
I've bought other asparagus the past couple of weeks but the local Eassie asparagus has by far the best flavour. Mr S disagrees as he thinks I'm biased. Mind you, after a day on the golf course he's ready to eat most of what I cook!
Did I tell you Blairgowrie is a haven for golfers of all abilities? It certainly is and I'm thankful, at times, when Mr S is out driving as best as he can. It's not going too well this year as his putting is letting him down. I offer a comforting shoulder and say it'll improve. No, I'm not being facetious and he's comforted by a plate of Eassie asparagus. When the season ends shortly I've no idea what to produce as he doesn't like strawberries. Who doesn't like strawberries other than those unfortunately folk who have allergies?
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