Tag Archives: peaches
So that’s it then. Last weekend of summer approaches. And, glad though I am to have a Monday off, and to be rolling into a Fall full of, with any luck, apple crisp and pork belly and butter nut squash, … Continue reading
Driving towards the beach Jon spotted the farm shop. “Who fancies an ice cream?” he said, somewhat rhetorically. So we pulled up and went inside. It was one of those fancy farm shops that rinses the dirt off the kale, … Continue reading
We were out watching whales. Far too early in the morning, somewhere off the coast of Gloucester, scanning the horizon for spouts of air, or the flash of a tail, or a body breaching out of the water.
It’s beyond hot in NYC, and even though this is my 5th summer here, I am still taken aback when I walk out of the air conditioning into the sweaty heat of the city. The damage so far: One sunstroke, … Continue reading
Here in New York, people take their brunch very seriously. And that usually means standing in line outside the latest greatest restaurant of the moment, sometimes for hours on end.
The last time I made Sangria things did not work out so well. 1 broken screen door, 1 smashed pitcher, 1 ruined white rug covered in blood red stains, and 1 white wall now splattered ripper-style that needed re-painting. Sangria … Continue reading