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Summer is slowly coming to an end. It’s still warm, and most days are sunny. As I sat outside basking in the sun, I was reminded of a short story my grandmother once told me when we were in the kitchen together and she was preparing dinner for the whole family. On the table lay freshly picked vegetables and fruit from my grandparents’ garden. I was delighted by the sight of dark burgundy cherries in a small bowl, green and red apples, and a wicker basket filled with various vegetables—leeks, beets, cabbage, and potatoes. Most of them had been peeled for a dish, and the black currants were waiting to be made into compote and sprinkled on a homemade fruit tart. I couldn’t take my eyes off all these wonderful things that Grandma had just brought from the orchard and garden.
