It's not quite spring, even though I've been willing it to be.
I'm craving vegetables, even though the market is full of lovely beets and kale and squash. I want "fresher" vegetables.
I still haven't eaten all my winter menus, like braised this and that, or pots of stewed beans, but I'm dying for summer salads.
I want to start planting tomatoes and herbs in the patio garden, but we're due for more rain this weekend.
What a mess.
On the upside: We're going foraging tomorrow.