Summertime conjures up so many fond memories both of activities and food.
You can’t recall past summers and not remember peaches. The rosy, ripe jewels and that juice that drips from your chin to your toes. Awh, yes, when peaches are ripe and at their peak their is no better memory.
My peach memory from the summer of 2014 will be the South Carolina peaches that I enjoyed on the beach last week. We vacationed on Seabrook Island and many days were devoted to beach life. It was a sweet treat to enjoy a peach from my beach chair and not worry about the drippy mess. When I finished enjoying my peach, the ocean beckoned and cleared away any juicy evidence. [Read more…]





