LETTER OF THE MONTH
When the significant other tossed the carefully torn Rake page with the pickle recipe [Down the Hatch, July], my hair was on fire, and only pickle juice could put it out. We’d already been to the farmers’ market to capture the things we needed to make the lovelies … I didn’t want to face a bag full of soggy cukes while I ran after the garbage truck trying one last time to sort through the pile. All this by way of saying thanks for being online in a way that made it an easy couple of keystrokes to recapture the article and the recipe. I’m loving your efforts. Every month. The Rake is on the coffee table with the rest of the gang.
Michele Periolat
Maplewood
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