I love celery.
- Plain, with salt, as a snack.
- With peanut butter
- Diced, In my tuna fish
- In my Bloody Mary
- Diced in egg salad
But I can’t think of the last time I bought a bag of celery that something wasn’t rotten with it. I look pretty carefully at the stalks when at the supermarket, I look at the bottom and at the top – I look at the leaves.
Believe it or not, the bag I brought home was the best of the lot. I don’t remember if this was from Shoprite or Wegman’s, but it seems not to matter where it’s purchased, there’s something in the harvesting or growing that’s going wrong.
This celery is from Salinas, California, known as The Salad Bowl of the World, and in googling bad celery harvest or problems with celery this year, I got nothing.
I’ve deadheaded the stalk, thrown away more than 50% of it, and what’s left I’ve put back in the fridge.
I know lots of people who only buy celery already looped off at the top, but in a good scenario, with excellent celery, the celery leaves are my favorite. I look for the whole magilla.
I grew up with celery. It was often served in the 1950s segmented glass dish my mom had, with big pimento stuffed green olives in another section of the dish. We had a salad every night of the week with dinner, iceberg lettuce, celery, and tomatoes. Nothing fancy. No croutons. A simple olive oil and vinegar dressing. It’s what we did and I’m sure as a boomer I’m not alone in telling that story.
Today I’m putting the chopped celery into tuna fish, for a sammy later, but that later may come sooner because I was up and out of bed at 3:15 this morning, wide awake. Grrr. I watched last night’s recorded Gutfeld! Show. Excellent. And I started to watch last night’s Dateline I recorded but it was hosted by Lester Holt and it was an agenda driven episode about Justice in America. Nope. Hard pass. Bummer because I love actual crime stories Dateline does so well.
Another horribly hot day. Phone calls daily from ConEdison reminding me to stay cool and that my power may go off.
Otherwise, I hope to finish The Splendid and the Vile this weekend. I read a lot yesterday, decided to renew the book just to give myself a little breathing room to finish it. It’s interesting how so many people disliked Joseph Kennedy. No surprise to me.