School started last week. Morning fog returned. Leaves are changing and I can smell autumn in the air. My favorite time of year with the anticipation of coziness, gatherings and squashsoup.
Many mornings, after I drop off Jon and Miren at school, I take a walk through Discovery Park in Seattle. I particularly love it during rainy mornings as it’s bare and raw. Everything that a PNW beach promises… rounded grey rocks, bleached driftwood, tangled bushes and tall trees and the deepest color of seaweed. A snack and the woods.
I posted this photo on instagram over the weekend and the response was unanimous – “we want to know what is in there”. Essentially.
I never think of sharing recipes like these because they are so simple. No-recipe recipe. I just take whatever I have in the refrigerator and stack it on toasted bread. I suppose the fact that I am thinking about flavor combinations without really following a recipe is a recipe in itself?
Will you forgive me for posting two picnic stories in a row? As I mentioned on my last post, there have been so many picnics this summer. Most of them in Seattle, but I have to tell you I love having picnics everywhere I go. Let’s get outside – rain or shine. Today I want to show you some images from a picnic we put together in Iceland with food photographer Áslaug Snorradóttir who cooked us a kaleidoscope for the senses.
Some planned, some completely spontaneous. Some pretty, some messy, but all of them with great company. The thing I like about picnics isn’t necessarily the food. Yes, that’s the ultimate incentive and satisfier, but getting together with friends and children on a sunny summer’s day somehow makes summer actually feel like such. It’s not the heat and the sun, but the gatherings.