It is still summer, so excuse me while I savor it slowly like lemon drops on a lover’s lips. Summer Friday is surely a thing, paused emails, slow responses and glasses of rosé before 3 PM. Yesterday, I decided to call it a summer Thursday. Emails done and beach bound at 4 PM. So much more in-between.
Needing a bit of that this weekend, too.
I hope you have a great weekend, full of pies, sun, an a bit of sanity and love.
The perfect cookbook for a summer southern pie.
And the perfect cookbook for Saturday.
ACT NOW: M.S Raids