Picked our first tomato of the season today. Just a cherry one, but it's one of those life-affirming acts of summer.
Sometimes the weeds, the bugs, the heat, no time combine to make me think I'm nuts for knocking myself out to grow what I can readily buy at local farmers market.
And then I go out and randomly pick a big bowl of herbs to make my take on James Beard's pasta sauce of butter and herbs. (Melt a half pound of butter, add a finely chopped shallot and cook until soft. Toss in a cup of assorted chopped herbs and juice of half a lemon. Toss with a half pound of cooked pasta.) Then I'm good again for a while.
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