"Cherries bring with them a certain frivolity, a carefree joy like hearing the far-off laughter of a child at play. Their appearance, in deepest summer, comes when life is often at its most untroubled. A bag of cherries is a bag of happiness." ~ Nigel Slater
I'm taking a break from stuffing my face with all of the glorious summer fruit to say hi. Hi. I hope your summer is especially untroubled and frivolous. It's the only way to behave right now, right? Someone told me the other day how many weeks, no days, are left in summer and I told them to shhhhhhhhh. No one burst my summer bubble. I'm not thinking past the middle of September, thank you very much. Right now it's all about reveling in the sunshine, letting the warm air wash over my skin and driving on back roads with the windows rolled down. I've been on a few road trips here and there, exploring beautiful pockets of Saskatchewan and Alberta. If you've been following me on Instagram, you've no doubt seen the deluge of prairie vista shots. I can't stop! The photos will no doubt show up in a post here very soon. But today I want to tell about this Dutch Baby I made my mom for her birthday breakfast. It's so good, it's worth turning the oven on for. Promise.
