August and September:
Apricots poached with riesling and vanilla bean (from Molly). A snowstorm is purportedly on the way tomorrow. Apricots seem like such a distant memory now.
It was our Year of Camping (and we hope that every subsequent year will be too). We spent many weekends in the Catskills, one in the Adirondacks and another in maybe the worst campground in the world, which happens to be in western Mass. At the last, we stayed up late to go to Tanglewood and to eat an enormous summer fruit crisp I made to inaugurate my cast-iron Dutch oven. We have gotten a lot better at cooking out of doors.
I finally made this plum torte. It met every expectation. I wish I had made a dozen more and frozen them for a snowy day. Like tomorrow, say.
October and November:
We’ve made this roasted side of salmon from Molly Stevens’s excellent book twice now, and we will make it many more times. Lots of herbs mixed with yogurt, mayo, the zest and juice of one lemon, and salt and pepper, slathered onto the salmon, which then goes into a hot oven for 15 to 20 minutes or so.
Fat is flavor 
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