The long weekend brought us to one of our favorite places up in VT. It was 70 degrees and muggy when we left NH, only to have the temperature drop over 30 degrees during the 2 hour drive which made it feel more like Columbus Day than Memorial Day.
But nothing says summer is coming like a bowl of fiddlehead pasta.
Right? Do people say that about Fiddleheads? I’m not really sure, actually.