Last night was a time to mark the summer solstice here in the northern hemisphere and what better way than a sleep-out in the postage-stamp sized garden of this London flat. Okay, I can think of plenty of better ways, involving the Arctic Circle or large pit BBQ's in the Southern US, but this was what was available and I love making something out of seemingly nothing (some of the best cooking happens that way, with just whatever is in the fridge).
Well, it rained and there were police helicopters going and going and there was a party with bad dance music but you could only hear the beat.
But on the upside, before the camp-out came the raspberry harvest! The vines in the garden are touching the ground with them and did they ever go a treat on chocolate ice cream.
And fresh mint tea.
Ah, the flavors of summer - full of light.
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