Friends, internet, cats: hello. I write and post these pictures in hunger, an activity which I now clump under the category of Hazardous Endeavors, along with sitting next to a carton of Jelly Beans (after the first ten or so, it stops being a delicious pleasure and becomes a serious challenge of matching up the flavors to the supposed “Toasted Marshmallow”s and “Green Apple”s on the back; half the time I think they’re flippin’ a pancake over us all).
In terms of the crisp, I actually baked it a little over a month ago in celebration of early summer produce and Michael’s birthday. So, if it wasn’t written in the stars already, I am late. Heh. But! I still encourage following the seasons, so feel free to substitute nectarines, raspberries, blueberries, apricots, and so on. For now, take this citrusy, extraordinary Strawberry Rhubarb Crisp!