Tastes of Summer

There's something about the allure of fire that helps bring a group of people together. Even over asparagus.

This is the premium time of year, and it always goes by so fast. So instead of rushing through it, kick back, relax and enjoy being in the moment.

If we could have more lady chefs working over the fires, the summer gardens’ lunches and dinners would be more delicate and delicious.

Knowing potato salad's diversity of origin, I have come to embrace its diversity of gospels (even if I tend to only make my own).

There's still a certain satisfaction in slipping your thumb and forefinger clean up the outside and pushing their contents into your mouth.

Its presence is a necessary accoutrement to all our summertime activities — saluting a flag, watching baseball, drinking beer, sweating at a fair.

The next time you uncork or unscrew a bottle, just ask yourself if you're drinking something delicious and produced well.

These neighborhood jawns are where the hipster meets the immigrant, the old mingle with the young and, for a moment, everyone is happy with one another.

There are certain things I do until I can get back home during a crawfish season. But trying to eat my summer fave in my current home isn't one of them.