champagne mangoes are in season- those delicate and easily-bruised palm-fitting and brightly saffron fruits, quite small and packed in lavender tissue. we eat them turned inside out in their husks, cut into a bowl, dusted with chili powder, sprinkled with lime juice and rough salt, yes please!
and incidentally, it was opening day for gin and tonic season.
additionally, some progress in that vague mention of starting some actual sewing work which is not my forte. and when i say not my forte i mean i have never, ever sewn a single thing in my life. ever. not by pattern, not freehand, nada. so it is all a trial and so far it's been highly satisfying to see something spring from a tissue tracing into something roughly garment shape. more to come...
and lastly the tradition of bringing a new loaf into the world as spring dawns on us all. it feels poignant and meaningful to kindle and breathe life into a loaf while the earth is similarly warmed and greened over. this one with cracked wheat, buttermilk, millet and a frivolous butter top. yowsa!
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