It's the small things in life. Growing up in Connecticut, the first shad roe that showed up at Lou's, the local fish monger, was a harbinger of spring. Nearly always served by my mom with asparagus and baby new potatoes with butter and chives, the taste became synonymous with spring. As a twenty-something seeking my… Continue reading First Harvest & the Small Things in Life
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