Summer in Vermont, combined with my wacky bakery schedule, has resulted in an unintended blogging hiatus. Don't worry, my dear tens of readers, I'm back to blogging. I promise never to leave you out of the wicked exciting happenings in my life again.
Summer in New England is a beautiful sight. All at once, the hills and valleys turned a brilliant shade of green, farmer's markets popped up in every town, kayaks and canoes began riding a top tightly packed vans, cyclists crowded the roads, and temperatures rose into the mid-80s. Soft serve ice cream shops have become my second home, I finally resigned myself to wearing shorts, and I have more freckles than I did a couple weeks ago.
Lately, I've been spending a large amount of time with my friends Liz and Joska. One of my favorite meals we've prepared is grilled pizza. Normally, I grab pizza dough from the bakery, bring a gallon of watermelon, and Liz and Joska provide toppings. We've taken to dining outdoors.
I've been bugging Joska (a native Jamaican) to make Festivals since practically the first day I met him - and so he did!
Ice cream is a critical part of a New Englander's summer. Literally a dozen small shops sprang-up at the first touch of warmth. I fully support this past-time and have partaken very willingly.
Liz and Joska were also expecting their first child! Baby Willa was born 8 lbs 3 oz on June 23rd.
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| Happy Grandma! |
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After the wedding, my parents drove down to KC to pick me up and haul me back to Iowa. I spent several days relaxing with my parents and brother. S'mores and fireworks were involved.
Overall, this summer has been a busy one. I'm still plugging away working in the bakery. Right now, I rotate three days on pastry and two on bread. I find myself becoming more comfortable with the atmosphere, but I still have a great deal to learn. I'm hoping to drag my camera to work one morning and capture the mayhem magic.
I'm going to *attempt* to blog twice a week for the remainder of the summer. Until next time!
