Last weekend, I was lucky enough to be invited to a Garden Party at Trout Towers. Actually, it was a birthday party. But the garden’s not given up yet for the winter, so t’was a garden party in my book.
The birthday celebration in question honored Studley Trout, who’s beginning his fifth turn around the sun. But his big sister’s birthday wasn’t long ago and Lord and Lady Trout celebrated their equinox wedding anniversary recently, as well, so we had no lack of reasons to celebrate.
Although I’ve featured Trout Towers in my blog roll for about a year, I’m afraid I’ve not yet taken the time to proper introduce this new favorite blog of mine and encourage you to visit. It’s possible you don’t get to explore the lower end of my alphabetic listing, so here’s me saying “go there“.
Her Troutship is smart and funny and full of clever observations on all sorts of fun things in life from the local music scene and parenting to gardening and chicken farming and hula hooping. You never know what you’ll find at Trout Towers, but since Lady Trout is way more regular about posting than me, you’ll almost always find something new.
The garden at Trout Towers is a treat for me. Not only are there a great assortment of pansies still blooming (no small feat at this time of year…), but the marigolds and nasturtiums are quite bountiful and beautiful. Many of them were grown from seed – always fun to be reminded of something that’s easy to grow! Fond as I am of these tall, single-flowered French marigolds, I plan to sneak back over to gather a few seedheads to play around with for next year’s garden.
The party invitation encouraged us each to bring a dish to share…and confessed that the party had only been organized because they were out of good snacks at Trout Towers. The results were impressive. Crudite platters, cheese trays, pesto spread, pumpkin dip (with apple slices or ginger snaps for dipping!), dirty rice, enchiladas and (cue the heavenly chorus and light from above) the fabled chocolate zucchini cake. I’m sorry to say we didn’t leave much behind for our hosts in the way of leftovers.
We were blessed with some sweet weather for the soiree, warmer than our recent days and nights and perfect for a bit of outdoor celebrating before the seasonal wheel turns a little further.
The crowd was fun, too, a blend of folks from a variety of backgrounds and interests, leaving us plenty to discuss: music and theatre, business and pleasure, gardening and recipes…and also the chickens, who were nearby (but didn’t photograph well).
We talked a lot about the pineapple tomatillas. Her Troutship saved seeds from a small parcel of them purchased at a roadside stand last year and grew a wonderful crop of the plants this year. They pop out of their papery skins quite easily and into one’s mouth even more easily than that. Their flavor is sweet and yummy…and I’ll be collecting a few of those for next year’s seed experiments, as well.
All too quickly, the celebration was over and we were breaking down the buffet, bringing the remains into the house, where Lord Trout had built a fire in the woodstove, a perfect conclusion to a lovely fall gathering. (Thanks, Susan, for the fun time. I’ll be stopping by for my Corningware and seed stock sometime later this week!)