Late August on the Outer Cape is like one long lazy day. Mornings and evenings are cool, but the sun warms everything in between—except the Atlantic waves.
collecting tomatoes
We’ve eaten fish, of course, but the food fun I had yesterday we found by the roadside instead of the seaside. Just down Long Nook Road from Jack’s grandparents’ house, we stopped at a little farmstand to buy some things for lunch. Jack wanted the pumpkin, but I picked out sungolds, a squash, and the tiniest red potatoes I’ve ever seen.
Then, we went to the playground.
the twirling tire swing is the best!
resting, alongside a bluefin
Back home for lunch, I boiled the potatoes, warmed some scallions and leftover grilled chicken in olive oil, and then tossed it all together in a bowl with some vinegar and mustard. A quick, warm salad makes a delicious lunch.
bite-sized beauties
The Roving Locavore 