Enjoying the simplicity of spring
My grandfather was an organic farmer before organic farming was cool. It wasn't his full-time job. Rather, he made the most out of his five acres of land after work and on weekends, hauling in giant bushels of crook-neck yellow squash, butter beans and tomatoes. One of my favorite summertime memories was steak dinners on Saturday nights. The steaks were not the highlight, since he marinated them in red wine before grilling. Call me a purist, but it was unecessary. No, my favorite part of these dinners were the lima beans. Only he let them grow out of the green...