Oh, how luscious tasting, soul filling and memory building is the harvest starting about now and running until the end of fall. For those who freeze and can, it can last from year to year.
When my son-in-law cooks, he means business. Now “that” is sugar and flour.
At the present time, we live in a town (Lafayette) that has a peach festival every August. The peaches are Palisade peaches, home grown in Colorado. Once you have a cobbler, a pie or peach ice cream with freshly cut peaches, you have sampled a bit of heaven.
Then drive about a mile or two away and pull in Anne’s farm and buy some just delivered heirloom tomatoes.
Add some vinegar and oil with a little basil and feast away. While I am busy feasting away in Colorado, my grandson and wife who live in Alaska are camping and enjoying their own feast. And their day wouldn’t be complete without sampling some fresh picked blueberries.
You can almost taste them by looking at them. My grandson builds a campfire and puts on very fresh salmon and it’s a perfect meal.
We may be many miles apart, but we all know good food when we see it. Some things “just run in families.”
YOUR DIET IS LIKE A BANK ACCOUNT. GOOD FOOD CHOICES ARE GOOD INVESTMENTS.