summer’s bounty
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A few weeks ago my husband and I were invited to dinner. I knew it would be a special night and I wanted to bring something equally exceptional. As I filed through my extensive repertoire of hors d'oeuvres I found myself reaching further back into my culinary recall. Maybe my vegus nerve was subliminally triggered by the start of golf season