I don’t know about you, but I’m a total birthday crier. On the eve of my fifteenth birthday, I sat on the floor of my dad’s house, looking up at a full summer moon and sobbing uncontrollably –– overcome by the passing of time and the fleeting number of hours we have on this planet, already nostalgic for all the time that had passed.
So, if I were to tell you that in our family of four, three of us have July birthdays, you might worry that I’ve spent all of July in hysterics. Happily, the month is busy enough that my bouts of ennui are kept pretty well in check. Besides, there’s a lot of pie to be made. read more »
Charlottesville is just 25 miles from the Blue Ridge Mountains, and the Shenandoah National Park, but it took us more than a year of living here to make our way out there. And even then, we barely made it. To start, it one was of those weekends –– equal parts magical and exhausting –– where Brian and I fit way too much in. It was like a marathon as we madly hopped from one fun activity to the next, with hardly any time for important things like sitting around or making food.
No matter, on Sunday we had brunch with visiting friends and then set out for a trip to the mountains. read more »
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After years of growing summer foods in containers, I’ve been a little taken aback at the amount of time it takes to properly care for a real garden in Virginia in mid-July. This weekend, my diligence slipped a bit and we got the first woody green beans and one way-too-giant zucchini. The difference between a tender vegetable and an overgrown one feels like 5 minutes. And what began as a nice handful of this or that a few weeks ago, is now filling a pint (or even a quart) basket daily. It’s overwhelming and wonderful all at the same time. read more »
Last week was a little dizzying. Each day seemed to bring a new flood of news, some good and some terribly disappointing. This weekend, we’re dusting ourselves off a bit and heading to the pool. I am happy to report that a few hours at this place quickly resolve whatever stresses the work week brought with it.
As is often the case, my links are a bit heavy. So let’s begin with something lighter –– the kalimotxo. read more »
Brooklyn Supper is six! We’re actually a bit overdue, but it’s summer, so you’ll just have to let it slide. To celebrate, I made peach sorbet and poured Prosecco over it. Just the right kind of effervescent, tangy thing for yet another hot summer day. read more »
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Throughout the year, few moments are as defining as that first bite of a really great summer tomato, so full of brightness and acidity. The pale specimens that line grocery store shelves in winter have very little in common with summer’s greatest achievement. The arrival of great tomatoes also signals something else –– the beginning of summer eating.
Defined mostly by (nearly) overwhelming abundance, summer eating centers on freshness. It’s more about prepping and combining ingredients than cooking them. Because of the sweltering heat and the fact that so many summer ingredients are perfectly delicious on their own, summer cooking should be minimal. It was with these core principals in mind that Brian and I set to making a tasty batch of fish tacos over the weekend. read more »