It’s officially summer! I know this post is a little late, but it doesn’t really feel like summer to me until I have had my first homegrown tomato.
My husband and I were checking out at the store last weekend when I noticed that a customer in front of us was buying a bag artichokes. We were already in the process of putting our groceries onto the conveyor belt, but I did what any reasonable artichoke lover would do. I stopped loading the groceries, shouted “Stop. Artichoke time!” to my husband by way of explanation, and took off across the store to get a bag.