Our Happy Place and a Flatbread Recipe

Sun. Wind. Sand. Killer farmers' tans.

Hundreds and hundreds of black and orange stinkbugs. Weeds. Fire ants.

The watchful eyes and cheeps of our girls in their coop, waiting for bugs and lambs quarters.

Our garden is our happy place, and yesterday we spent all day out there. We pulled weeds, we hunted beetles for a "swim" in soapy water, we tied up our taller-over-night tomatoes, we marveled at our giant pumpkin and tried to influence it to sprawl away from said tomatoes.

We even let a chickie out, to roam the paths under the watchful eyes of the Chicken Friend.

By the end of the day we were sweaty and hot, and getting into the kitchen to fire up Scarlet and crank out a hot meal didn't sound very appealing. However, we did have leftover grilled chicken, we did have baby greens and tender herbs from the earliest garden sprouts, and we did have the basic stuff for our trusty, favorite flatbread recipe- eureka.

Easy, Basic Flatbread

Makes 6-10, depending on how big you want them

3/4 cup whole-wheat flour

3/4 cup unbleached all-purpose flour

1/2 cup warm/hot water 

1 tsp sea salt

1 TBS good olive oil

In a medium-sized bowl combine flours, salt, and oil. While stirring, slowly trickle in warmish-hot water until
firm dough forms (you may or may not need the entire 1/2 cup). Allow dough to rest for ~20 minutes.

After dough has rested, pinch off about golf ball sized lumps and roll to about the thickness of a tortilla on a
floured surface. Grill on a hot, dry griddle or frying pan until dough puffs up and toasts in spots.

Keep flatbread warm and moist in a clean towel. Leftover
flatbread makes awesome "pita" chips if you cut into
wedges, toss in a little olive oil, and bake for ~20-30 mins in a
250-degree oven.

We filled our flatbread with chicken salad made from our leftovers and greens, and had a few boiled new potatoes on the side, tossed in fresh dill with a little butter and olive oil. It was a simple dinner that didn't heat up the house and took just a little over 30 minutes to prepare- things we love in an almost-summertime supper.

Aaaaaaand then we were right back out in the garden, this time with the hose, and I didn't mind at all that we missed bath and bed time by almost an hour. How could I, when our happy place makes us all so... well, happy?