“Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.”
Cucumber Dill Salad, So Crisp and Refreshing!
I’ve had a sort of strange time this past week. As a result of a couple of unrelated events I found myself in not one, but two towns in which I lived for rather significant periods of my life.
Neither of these towns are particularly far from where I’ve made my home for the past 25 years, but far enough that I haven’t had any cause to visit them. In both instances I was unexpectedly afforded the time to do a little drive of reminiscence.
I drove through neighbourhoods once so familiar and past houses that were at one time my homes. Much of it was the same, trees were bigger and more plentiful, main streets had grown with the times (read:Starbucks a plenty!) and their boundaries (and population signs) had grown startlingly. But one thing stood out in each town as though someone had hit the BOLD KEY on each of them.
The town where I spent my high school years, always known for its beauty, charm and affluence was even more beautiful and ALARMINGLY even more blatantly prosperous. It was a town that despite its obvious appeal I could NOT wait to leave in my wake.
The second was the town I wound up in after my rather short first stint at college (and if that is a story you’re interested in, you can find a bit about it here) was even shabbier and, how shall I say, well, just exactly what one would expect a young person determined for independence and eager to start her life would choose. I suppose at the time it seemed romantic, finding a place that I could call my own, and in many ways it was. Oh the stories I could share from my time there… let’s just say that they might be more suited to an entirely different sort of blog Might have to consider a nom-de-plume for that one!
I think what struck me most about the experience was not only the sharp juxtaposition of times in my life but also how fondly I remember both, regardless of their obvious downfalls (yes, even gorgeous, wealthy small towns have downfalls TRUST ME!)
This cucumber dill salad gives me that same sort of soft-spot-for-times-gone-by feeling and I do realize that I’m inundating you with vegetable dishes lately but there is a reason for that… when one lives in Canada, one’s fresh and local vegetable season is rather, um, short. Gotta get it while you can people!
I can’t help but feel that I wouldn’t be doing a very good job of food writing if I were not sharing some easy and delicious recipes for seasonal foods. So please go ahead and enjoy this simple and decidedly old-fashioned salad. You never know, maybe it will bring up some long forgotten memories of your own!
Enjoy & Namaste!
- 5 or 6 small cucumbers or 1 medium cucumbers, sliced or chopped
- 2 rounded TBSP sour cream (I use fat free but full fat will be just that much more delicious)
- 6-7 TBSP white wine vinegar (I measure this by TBSP so that you can adjust according to personal taste)
- 3-4 fronds fresh dill, roughly chopped
- Plenty of fresh ground black pepper
- Chop and if using a larger cucumber also seed to avoid an overly wet salad
- Combine remaining ingredients in a small bowl adjusting amounts to taste
- Toss and serve