Claudia had a taste for grilled salmon this weekend, so we cooked a couple of Norwegian steaks on cedar planks on the Genesis. She harvested some dill from her herb garden for seasoning.
I don’t eat flesh, but she and her mom said that it was delicious.
They made a lovely salad and some roasted broccoli to serve along with baked potatoes (also cooked on the gas grill).
Later, we had tapioca pudding with raspberries for dessert.
Having grown up with Nat Cole’s version of The Christmas Song and the Ronettes’ Sleigh Ride, I’ve always romanticized roasting chestnuts at the holidays. On several occasions over the years I considered giving it a try, but fresh chestnuts were relatively difficult to obtain where I live, and what I learned about the process made it seem a little complicated, so I didn’t get around to it until 2024.
I first tasted an apple fritter as a young man in my hometown of Decatur, Illinois, at the Van Zetti Bakery. It’s been my favorite donut-adjacent food for fifty years since.
The first Sunday of Summer 2025 was HOT. Here in the South Suburbs of Chicago, we had temperatures in the 90s Fahrenheit all weekend.


