Ah, Summer...

I am writing this with a bulging belleh, the result of gorging myself on the first watermelon I've eaten this summer. Oh, and raspberries from the farmers' market. And a grilled cheese on seed-studded bread spread with dijon mustard sandwiching two slices of caraway-flecked cheddar and thinly-sliced tomato I bought for $1.50 from a chain-smoking old man.
It was a Beefsteak.
I still have a tub of shredded summer squash in the fridge, which shall be transformed into a mountain of zucchini "crab" c