…during the season of joy and good eats and winter.
Clementines become a staple in our house from the minute they hit the market in December until we can’t get them any longer. I always associate them with Christmas and stockings. It’s that whole orange-in-the-toe-of-the-stocking thing.
I ate this one.
After I ate this.
Grilled old, funky, white cheddar with peach butter on birdseed bread.
Not just for lunch anymore.
Come to mama.
Sweet and juicy clementines…and tangerines…and oranges; that’s how we roll in December.
Food and writing. That’s what’s on my mind this week.