We had a bit of a shock this morning. We made our daily spremuta and the oranges were just…orange. They weren’t speckled with even a hint of red. They looked anemic. A year ago in Chicago, this was the norm for us, but we’ve been spoiled. After 4 months of red and purple pulp, orange is a little drab. In fact, the color is almost yellow. Well, it will be several seasons before we see blood oranges again, but that’s something I love about Italy. As I’ve noted before, foods are seasonal and I think this creates a healthy sense of anticipation and appreciation for next year’s crop.
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