Ever since I first flipped through Elizabeth Prueitt’s latest cookbook, Tartine All Day, in the spring, I’ve wanted to make this apple beehive.
I love pie. But I have to confess, it’s never been my strong suit as a baker. My pies tend to be respectable, but… Oh.
Plums are farmers markets’ harbingers of fall. They come in with the peaches and the berries and go out with the apples and the pears.
When plums show up, summer heads out.
Spring has, at long last, sprung. The tree outside the living room window is in full leaf. The neighborhood is dotted with colorful blooms. The farmers markets have opened.
It’s been a busy month for us. Our suitcases have gotten a workout.
We moved and began to unpack. Two weeks later we packed our bags and headed to Vegas where Dan was attending a conference.