Sunday, March 31, 2013
honey herb soda I’d read about. It was a good decision—the original poster’s assertion to think big floppy sunhat was spot on. Rubin talks a lot about squeezing the most happiness possible from an event, discussing how the anticipation often makes people happier than the event itself. I don’t think anticipation of May’s Thursday market could ever replace the happy I feel when there each morning spring, summer and fall, but this herby glimpse into my future sure did go down easy.
ricotta. It was thrilling, in both its simplicity and refinement. Boiling milk and cream, add vinegar, straining, salt—a compact process with a fulfilling result. Served with bread, asparagus pickled last spring, and followed by a classic cobb salad and a strawberry cake made from the final bag of last summer’s frozen berries—I felt accomplished, I felt nourished, I felt satisfied. And I felt grown.