Currently in my freezer there is one last slice of ice cream pie. Next to that, a loaf pan of semifreddo minus one bite-size crater removed from its surface. In the fridge a pan of brownies teeters on a bowl of pudding. In the drawer where the vegetables should live, there is beer and… Read more »
In reality I am not the advanced gardener of my dreams. The vision of me wading through overgrown rows of sun warmed produce with a wicker basket in one hand while the other plucks craggy and beautifully imperfect heirloom tomatoes from their fragrant vines, is just that – a vision. I have to believe that… Read more »
