That time of year is upon us. The days are long, the nights are hot and sticky, and the beaches are jam-packed full of people. Writing about these observations of summer brings back childhood memories of family barbecues. I fondly remember the smells of smoke and grilled meat filling my nostrils as I run around … More Is there nothing finer than the smell of barbecued meat in the summer?
Every Thursday night I rush home from work, open a bottle of red and begin cooking. Not just the usual slap together of whatever may be in the fridge but something different and exciting. Unfortunately, I don’t have time to cook every night of the week but Thursday is cooking night for me. After all, … More A Farmer’s Life for Me?