As the weather warms, I spend a lot of time outside. My garden is flanked by the trailing tendrils of cantaloupe and watermelon on one side, and a uniform row of ten rhubarb plants on the other. The raised beds in between burst with any number of vegetables, including tomatoes, peppers, salad greens, and 200 sets of onions.
After weeks of tending, harvesting, and then cleaning the fruits of my labor, I?m ready to prepare them in the simplest of ways. I don?t want to worry about food; I want to enjoy a meal with the people I?m feeding. Besides, more often than not, fresh produce needs little more than a vinaigrette and a good toss to turn it into something for the table.

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