For some reason it feels like we equate Labor Day with summer’s end; a door shutting on the most beloved season of the year. But September is still fair game for summer, and I find myself scrambling to capture the last fleeting bits of the season. Continue reading
This summer I really can’t get enough heirloom tomatoes. I am so entranced by their perfectly imperfect beauty; comfortable in their own skin, not willing to conform to the generic round shape of their tomato cousins. Sometimes I have to stop and ask myself, “am I a tomato hoarder?” Continue reading
Global food trade isn’t something that most of us think about on a daily basis, but it is something that each us partakes in (probably 3-4 times a day). How is it that we are so disconnected from something we are directly involved in? Continue reading
I’ve never met anyone who didn’t love brunch. There are no rules, no correct order of things, no schedules to keep to. Lazy mornings blend into hazy afternoons, maybe even a Sunday siesta. Continue reading
