Long table lunch

I’m going to lay it all out on the table: summer for me has always been more about the food on the table than the salt in my hair and the sand between my toes.

Picnics carelessly sprawled out on the grass, fragrant January sunsets that paint the sky intoxicating shades of pink, fossicking over a table and picking flowers from the garden in your Birkenstocks, and evenings with a dash of fizz that bring out the entertainer in all of us: Christmas may be over, but thankfully summer’s here to stay for a little while longer.