Because it’s getting warmer out, and because I can’t in good conscience give you another cookie recipe.
Because I love olives, and hope you do, too.
Because burgers made with turkey don’t have to taste like cardboard.
Because the phrase tomato jam just sounds so cozy and delicious.
Because the Katies and Perri and I ate them together, with pearl barley salad and wine. And wine. And wine. And wine.
Because I care about you.
Just because. Turkey feta burgers with olives. And tomato jam.
