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It’s been a long strange week.
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I always look forward to the time that the outdoor farmers markets start up. Though to be honest, the first few weeks are always a little disappointingly scant on the fruits and vegetables.
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There are things in life we should just know how to do. Like how to swim. How to build a fire. How to make a bed. How to book a plane ticket. How to shuffle a deck of cards.
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I have a soft spot for fruit and citrus curds. They’re the posh, upscale cousin of jams and jellies and preserves. Rich with butter, thickened by eggs, they mound up elegantly on a spoon.
“It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.”
–Edna St.
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I’ve been thinking, lately, about the space that food occupies in our lives.
