Now that I once again live in a state with distinct seasons, I find the timing of making certain recipes has changed. No longer can I find citrus at the farmers market in January. In fact, I’m hard pressed to find a farmers market open in Portland in January.  After a year in Portland, I’ve adjusted to braising pork shoulder in the winter and baking peach cobbler in the summer. Spring is when things get really fun in the kitchen. Flowers start blooming, fiddlehead ferns start showing up at the markets, and rhubarb is readily available. My recipe choices start to lighten up as the weather warms.  Continue reading spring-y soup →