And now, as we say goodbye to that fleeting, fabulous season we call summer, let us pay homage to the glory of summer food, and the sing the praises of the bounty the Earth shares with us in those fecund months* . . .
*I just made that up.
And Mistah's signature dish from that bumper crop of ours . . .
And we still have plenty of peppers on the plants, and a few hearty tomatoes hanging on for dear life . . . maybe summer's not entirely over yet.
Because we still have baseball, too.
How 'bout those Tigers??!