patience, and august comes

patience

That first day we walked, we dreamed up THE WALK. Of course we had taken a lot of walks together. But that  day, we walked from our house to the grocery store. It was further than your average walk, and too cold, but we felt like walking and we left the car at home. We walked…

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dispatches from pie land

Joey makes me valentines in February, and I make him fruit pies in July. It keeps the peace. And so I’ve gotten better at pie. Passable, at least. This last week, our whole world has filled with black raspberries. I made a bunch of batches of pie crust at once (so easy with this recipe),…

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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…

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the micro green effect

All season at the market we have a rectangular basket at the front of the Indian Line Farm table that always holds the micro greens. We pack little ziplock bags full of them, and they go for 3 bucks a pop which can seem steep when you hold the tiny bag in your hand, especially…

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