Can anyone else believe that it is already mid-August? I'm in denial. The weather has been ridiculous this summer (I have a superstitious fear of even writing this, because I might jinx it). I think we've had maybe 5 days where it has been overly hot. Compare this to last summer, where I spent half my time sprawled on the couch, whining about the heat, and the other half scanning the movie listings, looking for the longest movies just so I could sit in the air conditioned theater. I think the mild weather has fooled me into thinking it's still spring, because I am not nearly ready to let go of summer yet. For lots of reasons, but especially ones like this...
A perfect summer salad. Fresh mozzarella, home grown (not by me) tomatoes, paper thin slices of red onion, shreds of basil, balsamic vinegar and olive oil - heaven on a plate.
No cooking, just a bit of chopping. And we had a little something delicious waiting in the fridge.
Just right for an early evening dinner on the balcony.
Sometimes life is so good it hurts.