I can see the last fleeting glimpses of summer as it rushes out the door.
With the weather turning nippy this week it is obvious that Father Fall is about to firmly make his presence known.
But I'm no quite ready to let go of summer - just yet. Now I know that no one needs yet another recipe for vegetable stacks.
Unless of course they're outstanding.
And go figure that would take a refrigerator full of herbs and veggies that I was determined would not rot to depths of Hades to bring about these lovelies.
And yet when I think about it, it makes perfect sense - it took a whole bunch of flavors to work in palimpsest to bring about what can only be called a definitive celebration of vegetable stacks. Usually, I try and stay away from words such as best and bestest and definitive.
But sometimes, dearies, it just needs to get said.
I urge you to deviate from the world of cheesy & bland stacks that seem to be all over our cyber world and take a leap with me, an act of faith if you will, to allow yourself the sheer pleasure of the very best, summery vegetable stacks you'll ever put in your mouth, even if it is at the brink of fall.
Ask my 6 year old. And can anyone be harsher critic?
I think not.