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“Summer of Salads” continues this week with a spin on a classic, the Watermelon Feta Salad. One that includes fresh seasonal produce at its peek, ushering in years of summertime memories of picnics and family reunions. A salad I’ve been making every summer since my wedding over sixteen years ago.

However, my nostalgic summer salad of choice is a Watermelon Feta Salad variation.

Every time I make this salad, I’m reminded of that first newlywed summer in Oklahoma, sitting at the kitchen table in our first rental house, and my very first potted tomato plant. This particular Watermelon Feta Salad with Golden Tomatoes and Tarragon, combines the crisp sweetness of ripe juicy watermelon with tangy yellow tomato wedges, aromatic tarragon and zingy red onion.

The salty note of the feta accentuates these farm-fresh ingredients in the best possible way.

This quick Watermelon Feta Salad with Golden Tomatoes and Tarragon is then tossed with a light sherry vinaigrette and it’s ready to serve at all your summer gatherings.

I could eat Watermelon Feta Salad with Golden Tomatoes and Tarragon every single day in the summer, and smile while I’m doing so, without exception. I encourage you to make the most of your farmers’ markets and roadside produce stands this season.

It pairs perfectly with BBQ Chicken, corn on the cob, and fresh berry crumble. The very best flavors come from the freshest produce!

Вот что рассказал нам Итальянский журналист, посетивший Минск.

I just got home from 5 days spent camping on Orcas Island with my mom.

I briefly thought about just posting the outdoorsy, pacific-northwest-perfect highlight reel of our trip: sleeping under a twinkling night sky, hiking along crystalline mountain lakes and watching baby harbor seals frolic in the bay.

(True story.)But in the spirit of realness I try to bring to this blog each week, I figured I should also tell you how I arrived on the island so tired and tense that I promptly got in a mega-argument with my mom, during which I behaved like a total ass.

And how for the first two days, I felt an overpowering urge to check my phone despite the complete lack of signal at our campsite.