I wish, in New England, I could eat like this forever.
When you live in New England, there’s nothing better than the first delicious bites of summer fruits and berries. I mean, really. We wait all year for a strawberry to taste like a strawberry. This is what I call a bowl of heaven.
Blackberries and raspberries from our local farm. Nothing tastes like these, ever.
Blueberries at the local farm.
Summer is officially here, and if you live in New England like me, it means gorging on copious amounts of seafood (not that we, and I, don’t do that all year round mind you). But in summer, there are steamers. Hands down, my favorite food, I try and eat as many pounds of these inContinue reading “More, eats local…”