Updated June 8, 2023 (Originally posted on July 31, 2015) Watermelon holds a special place in my heart, as it reminds me of my Grandpa, who I lovingly called “Pop-eye.” Pop-eye, native to Polo, IL taught me how to spit watermelon seeds. He would slice off a wedge of...
Nothing says summer like watermelon or…watermelon gazpacho. My middle son, Patrick, is the fruit lover in our family. He picked out the heaviest, largest watermelon at the farmer’s market this past weekend. We cut the beast up, had a few slices and then...
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