THANK GOD. Fruit season is back. It's the one time of year chocolate has no power over me.
Amelie and I LOVED eating peaches together. I'd grill them, bake them, cut up huge chunks in yogurt or ice cream, blenderize in smoothies, bake 'em in a pie, or tear into one of those soft ripe butt-shaped sugar bombs straight off the farmer's market stand.
Every time I eat a peach, I think of this moment.