August 29, 2012
I was a late-adopter of granita, aka Italian ice. I am not of Italian heritage. I grew up in a cold part of the country. Granita always looked to me liked a snow cone with hype. I thought it would either taste syrupy sweet like a snow cone, or like the homemade “ice cream” I [...]
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June 26, 2012
When I was a kid, my grandmother had a few rows of raspberries in her garden. And because I was allergic to grandma’s cats and spent the majority of my time outside when I was visiting her, I got to know her garden pretty well. The raspberries were the prize. The ultimate catch. Nothing ever [...]
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