On my plate recently . .

It's summer, the best time for fruit lovers. I'm starting each day on a delicious note with a kale-chia-flax-yogurt-strawberry-whatever-other-fruit-is-on-my-counter smoothie, and I just love the good steady energy it gives me until lunchtime. (No kale pictured, the smoothies are a little less photogenic with it. Kind of brownish, really.)

Also loving: early girl tomatoes in an adaptation of Smitten Kitchen's one-pan farro with tomatoes. So good.

I also made her cherry almond dutch baby with a few cherries that weren't going to make it if they didn't get eaten. Delicious. 

So tell me, how are you celebrating this summer bounty? I have a box of peaches on my counter and I'm trying to determine their fate . . . 

May . . .

 . . . tastes like cherries and apricots, smells like warm evenings, sounds like soft piano music, and feels like home.

I love May. The farmer's markets start exploding with produce, the city warms up (and wakes up). We have a few summer evenings where you can go out without a jacket (!), and things just seem a bit more expansive, a bit more relaxed. It's light late into the evenings, and the promise of summer beckons, full of more stone fruits, barbecues, and time with friends.

It's a bit ironic that living here in the city without seasons I feel like I've become really attuned to the rhythm of the year, especially when it comes to produce. I admit, I was in a supermarket today that had plums on the shelf and I just goggled at them. Plums in May! Madness.

Anyway, wherever you are, I hope you're enjoying the weather, and appreciating the threshold of summer as much as I am.