Is there something in our DNA that makes our tastes change with the season? Maybe it's a nature-nuture question. Whatever is behind it, I am noticing some seasonal shifts within me. It's not even hot yet, but I don't feel like cooking and nothing appeals as much as fresh juice to start the day. I am still a fan of Green Lemonade, but this morning I made Super Red Beta-Carrot Juice, which is becoming another favorite. Here's what's in the glass:1 apple
1 beetroot
2 small carrots
2 celery sticks
1/2 lemon
a small slice of ginger
When I found green garlic at the farmer's market earlier this week, I knew I'd be making Edamame and Asparagus salad with Green Garlic. I found this (uncredited) photo on Pinterest ... I have to pick up some fennel today so I can make mine.
I don't think it's just about what's fresh now; some foods I love in summer never appeal in winter.
Around the house, I keep pulling out the white/light stuff like the cutwork table cover on the dining table above, and this old fashioned scrappy quilt that's back on my bed.
I also keep thinking I need to make some pretty light, white curtains for that room.
It may not always seem like it outside, but my body is telling me that summer is here.
Are you feeling the seasonal shift?


