As warm summer days wane and ever cooler nights herald the coming of another season, I plan to fight the arrival of winter as long as possible.
My strategy? Enjoy summertime favorites while they last.
Last week, while I wandered the maze of Winco’s grocery aisles, I noticed a fresh pile of key limes.
Now, to me, summertime means it’s pie season. (Actually, I’ve got a good reason to enjoy pie pretty much any season of the year.)
In our family, strawberry pie celebrates spring, Pumpkin pie and pecan pie are fall and winter season treats.
Spending my summers growing up in my grandmother’s garden, was always rewarded with rhubarb pie.
But summertime in the Kennard kitchen means key lime pie.
Quite a few years back, my little brother stopped by for a visit on his way back from the Florid