Yes, I’ve made a Rice Thing and a Pasta Thing this week, but my contribution to One Local Summer is this—a nice, cold glass of fresh watermelon juice (just watermelon and ice in a blender) with a sprig of mint from the garden.
Period.
Because that’s the thing we’ll remember in the dead of winter when we think about these endlessly scorching days. And that’s what One Local Summer celebrates, doesn’t it? Those memorable meals that capture the essence of the season in all its glory—the way that if we sit really still, a slight breeze created perhaps by nothing but butterfly wings may blow and it will be all we need to feel alive again in this heat; the way rush-hour storms paralyze the highways and clog sidestreets with hot and sweaty office workers on their way home to children too wilted to play; the way we float on our backs at the pool, the water too warm for laps or even Marco Polo, a game that just weeks ago that we thought would never end. And then, we walk in the door to a wineglass of watermelon juice with a sprig of mint, drops of condensation covering the bowl of the glass, a small puddle around its base on the table, the sweet smell of mint permeating the air as we stir the frothy pink liquid with the sprig. And for one brief moment, as summer’s harvest reaches our lips, we never want the heat to end.
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