Dear watermelon: you are my favorite fruit.
It’s fresh, watery and sweet. Be careful here though, because watermelon is naturally sugary. I once ate so much of it I literally couldn’t move. My Greek family always eats it with feta cheese in Summer and since hotter days are coming ahead, I want to share with you three easy and refreshing recipes based on our beloved fruit.
I also found this pin on how to choose the perfect watermelon.
1) Watermelon feta skewers from Yum Sugar’s website.
2) Oh I can’t wait to try this spicy salad from Love and Lemons.
3) Hot afternoons? Here is your solution from Yummy Supper.
My italian family lives in Tuscany. They have a beautiful place in the mountains of Coreglia. I spent most of my childhood in this house and every time I go there, it reminds me of happy times.
My grandparents used to live there. I never met my grandfather but my «Nonna» was the reason I went every summer.
Now that she is gone, I still go there every two years and disconnect myself from the world. No cell phone or internet. Just me, the mountains and nature. On the upper floor lives my aunt Anna and on the lower floor my aunt Gabriella with my uncle Paolo.
My days there begin very early. I like to have coffee in the garden and go for a long walk. Walking in the forest is like therapy for me. The only sounds you hear are bird singing, the wind and the river.
The house has a big garden on the back with my uncle`s herb, fruit and vegetable garden. I love when it is strawberry time.
The town is close to our house and we normally go walking to say hello to some old friends and walk through the picturesque streets.
We sometimes go to the farmers market and I have so much with all the vibrant colors around.
Someday I would love to live in a place like this. In the city we often forget what the wind sound like because all we hear is the noisy streets. There is a big difference waking up and knowing nature is surrounding you rather than get lost between tall buildings.
Maybe it is just nostalgia talking right now. I miss visiting my nonna Emilia`s place and remembering how lovely her voice sounded when she called from her balcony «Ciao cocca!»