So far this summer, I’ve made strawberry, strawberry rhubarb, blackberry, blackberry raspberry nectarine, and blueberry. I’m dragging my feet big time in the kitchen when it comes to recipe testing for this new book, but I swear I’d make a pie every single day if I had the berries to fill them. It is my…
raspberry mint lassi
Last week on of those perfect hot/cool nights, we sat out on the porch and drank mojitos and ate green chile cheeseburgers. The dog hung out calm and mellow and not barking at the neighbors, and my sister brought her new blue portable record player out onto the porch and put it on a chair and played her…
a tangy strawberry tart
So last week, I’m squatting in between rows at Thompson Finch Farm, sweaty, hot, knees soaked, shoving my box ahead of me. It was my second time strawberry picking, and this time I wasn’t alone, but talking to a friend who was one row over, she also pushing her box ahead of her. Joey was…
blueberry lavender popsicles (and a giveaway)
The August chill arrived this week. It surprises me every year. We’ll be walking through the field after dinner, and where once was all warmth, there are cold pockets of air. It’s like the cold places in a lake, defined by their edges until the warmth starts up again. The feeling of this localized chill on…
the thicket
Last week, in the midst of a day filled with other things, my phone buzzed. I read: “Blackberries galore and we are leaving for maine…please pick but be warned of jungle conditions. Boots a must. Berries delish.” This is not the first time a day has been overthrown by a berry message from this particular…
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