Tiny Tomatoes

July was miserable. There is no other way to put it. It was hot. It was humid. And it was mostly intolerable.

The only thing that made it all better was the glut of fruits and vegetables that was available at the markets. From the deep red colors of the ripe strawberries to the orange flush on peaches, it was all so gorgeous. Really, it was all I could eat. I found myself reaching for fruits to cool me down because I got tired of sipping water.

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a bite fo roasted strawberry cream cheese on bagel

Roasted Strawberry Cream Cheese

A few years ago when I worked in retail, I developed a taste for a bagel and cream cheese. I have Bruegger’s to thank because it was on my path to work. Whenever I had an early morning opening shift, I would stop by to get a bagel for breakfast. The sesame bagel, toasted and slathered with cream cheese, was my go-to order. The roasted strawberry cream cheese was born of that memory.

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A glass cup with sparkling strawberry and rhubarb drink. There is a folded blue napkin and strawberries in the background.

Strawberry and Rhubarb Cordial

Believe it or not, this strawberry and rhubarb cordial almost never happened. The stories about rhubarb seem to come from nowhere. Like it does every year, one moment it is the end of winter and the moment, rhubarb was everywhere. As always, I seem to never grab it when I saw it until I didn’t see any rhubarb anymore. Then one day, just like that, I saw some rhubarb at the grocery store and remembered to but it.

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Spaghetti in Garlic Oil in a white plate dusted with breadcrumbs and spring onion slices

Spaghetti in Garlic Oil

Food is my language. There is no doubt about that in my mind. Those that know me know that this statement to be true. My love of food is not so much about eating as it is feeding. I love feeding those that I value. I continuously find ways to delight people with food. My adventures in cooking for loved ones has led me to one conclusion. This spaghetti in garlic oil embodies my mantra.

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A ball glass jar filled with orange miso dressing speckled with chopped dill bits

Orange Miso Dressing with Dill

One of the best things about discovering food is suddenly imagining all the places it belongs. Such is my relationship with dill. Dill was a plant that I had heard of. I might even have eaten a few things with dill. Then suddenly I decided I wanted to cook with dill and now I see the possibilities. This Orange Miso Dressing with Dill is one of those possibilities.

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