fresh rosemary and sage from my mother's were on hand, all together the house smelled wonderful.
when it was looking nice and saucy i chopped up a yellow squash from the market and sliced up a few of these babies from a friend's garden.
on farfalle pasta, the result was delicious. one of the more savory, delicious, local meals that i've eaten all summer. what can i say—it's been a lazy, slow, strange summer, and my standards are low.