Summer is for farmers’ markets

In Chicago there are farmers' markets galore on every day of the week, but for us, market day is on Thursday. Beginning in May and lasting through October, I spend Wednesday evenings preparing every possible lunch, cup of coffee and back pack for the next morning so that there will be time to dash off … Continue reading Summer is for farmers’ markets

On eating granola

First week of freshman year of college, my older, wiser sister came to visit us in Bloomington, Indiana. She took one look at my friends and me and said, "Are you ever going to stop dressing granola?" I don't know if I would have called myself granola then or now (though I'll admit, I had … Continue reading On eating granola