Summer and tomatoes.
Sun-ripened tomatoes, freshly picked from the garden…
Is there anything better?
Can there be too much of a good thing?
Sometimes, it does seem so, especially when they all ripen at once.
It happens every year.
I plant the plants, then I wait and wait.
The cherry tomatoes are always first.
I have three plants; three different … Continue reading.....
Spring can be both a frustrating and a fun time in the kitchen.
I can't wait to get the barbecue grill fired up but as soon as I plan on it the weather turns cloudy, cold and rainy.
I dream of sitting outside with a chilled glass of a Spanish rosado but instead find myself sitting in front of … Continue reading.....
Memories of the sandwich of horror.
When I told the story last week about my brother eating a cold, soggy buckwheat pancake for me, no one commented on the fact the he actually managed to swallow the dregs off my plate.
I pondered that for a bit, then, as my mind tends to do, I meandered over to another memory…. … Continue reading.....