At this moment I am finding myself in an interesting
predicament. Not having blogged too much in the past month, I have several
distinctly summery recipes in my queue, all typed up and photographed, albeit
with the actual post part unwritten.
Think raspberries and cherries and even ice cream, as you can see here. And as
fall approaches—wait holy shit the equinox is tomorrow—these recipes are going
to come at an awkward time, when fresh raspberries are virtually impossible to
get and no one gives a hoot about ice cream when pumpkin spice lattes are on
the menu.