I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with ‘C‘.
Clouds sure are pretty; Cows are mighty cute; and Cats may be cuddly, but nothing—absolutely nadda, can top the wide-eyed, childlike glee of spying Cherries. Cherries make me happy. When they dangle delicately in two’s, and those coveted three’s, I’m especially happy. Skirt-twirling, hop-scotching, happy. They’ve been our house guests for the past few weeks, and if it were up to me, I’d plea with them to apply for a Green Card to establish permanent legal residency in the comforts of the refrigerator drawer. I never, ever, want them to go.
But like all good things, their time with us will soon come to an end. So, meanwhile, I’ve been doing mental somersaults, trying to make the most of every second of their stay. Sussing out new adventures, so they never leave our side. We see them in the morning atop our granola, at the beach with our picnics, in the car on long drives through the countryside, on hikes in our backpacks, and nestled in a clafoutis, or two. But, they tend to shine most at midday. They shine most at lunch. Their sweet nature paired with handsome, peppery wild arugula and the superfood queen herself, Queen Quinoa, makes this salad a tour de force, worthy of spying today, and everyday.
MUSIC PAIRING: Fruit Bats, When You Love Somebody