Yesterday, four of us picked 18 pounds of blueberries in 1 hour. It was Joey, Maia, my friend Lissa, and I. We tromped through the fields up at Blueberry Hill in Mt. Washington, buckets hanging from our shoulders. There was a few minutes of merciful cloud cover to get us started, and we each took…
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white beans with sage
If you have ever spent time in Santa Fe, you have no doubt found yourself in one of those little casitas, guest houses on the property of other larger estates. They are usually built by hand, constructed of salvaged wood and adobe, and there might perhaps be a loft bed to make the best use…
mint ice cream
There is a point in the summer where the brain stops being efficient. It happens all in one day, and it’s the same day that wearing a bra is no longer an option given the discomfort it produces. It is the kind of day where one must either be near a body of water or…
the croissant
We are away for a few days, fulfilling obligations of work, family, and pastry. I hope your week has been a good one, and if it is as sultry where you are as where I am right now, I hope there is a cool drink by your hand. Back in a few days, friends.
gooseberry elderflower jam
My great-grandmother on my father’s side was a woman called Buckner Hollingsworth. I have heard that she was a woman of many talents, but the one by which she is remembered by the few people who find her books in a dusty and treasured corner of a used book store or who happen to be…
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