We’ve had one of the hottest summers I can remember. Hardly any rain. Temperatures most days in the mid 30s (mid 90s Farenheit). And with the humidity it felt more like the mid forties. Day after day after day. I am not a fan of cold weather, but even I found the heat almost unbearable.
I was thirsty, more than hungry. And when I did want food, all I really wanted was fruit. Berries, of every description alone, or with yoghurt, cereal or tossed in a salad. Peaches, nectarines and plums that were ripe, juicy and not too sweet. Grapefruit and orange segments, mixed with lime juice and a drop of honey. Honey dew, cantaloup and watermelon, enjoyed by themselves or added to other ingredients to become lovely, light and refreshing meals. Cubes of watermelon, feta, kalamata olives, lime juice and fresh mint, for example. I was eating it by the bowlful.
And then there were the frozen pink lemonade bars I found at Whole foods, that quickly became an addiction. Very low in calories, they’re tart, cold and the perfect antidote to blazing hot temperatures. I couldn’t get enough Continue reading