I'm telling you, I love summer, and I love farmers' markets. It's just a fact. On my return from Saratoga Springs I cut up a few radishes and dug into the goat cheese I bought whilst in New York state.
Another day, the same cheese, only with more radishes, green beans and strawberries.
Yet another day, more green beans, a ridiculously delicious tomato from the Fairmount Farmers' Market, cherries also care of the FM as well as a little more cheese and a boiled organic egg.
In the summer I find myself cooking even less than I usually do. Why cook any of this stuff when it's so delicious straight up raw? Well, the egg was cooked.
Another day, the same cheese, only with more radishes, green beans and strawberries.
Yet another day, more green beans, a ridiculously delicious tomato from the Fairmount Farmers' Market, cherries also care of the FM as well as a little more cheese and a boiled organic egg.
In the summer I find myself cooking even less than I usually do. Why cook any of this stuff when it's so delicious straight up raw? Well, the egg was cooked.
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