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Summer isn’t even official yet and I’ve already succumbed to the wily ways of the summer squash.

In short.  I’m doomed.

It’s just that when you see them at the Farmer’s market, all cute and pattypan-like (and pattypan makes you think of pattycakes which makes you think of babies and nursery rhymes and the fact that you are not yet betrothed or anywhere close to it and then you have to buy them because you may not have a child but you can have cute little summer squash right at your fingertips and that is kind of the same thing, no?) and lined up in a row.  You are just so damn depressed excited that you just have to buy all five.

They are harbingers of good things to come.  You can feel it.

Maybe summer.  Maybe the man of your dreams.  Maybe (e) all of the above.

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If you’re looking for a healthy delicious salad to bring to this weekend’s Father’s Day barbecue, then stop by Marcus Samuelsson’s blog to check out my cranberry bean and sugar snap pea salad with gouda!

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The gym has the perfect amount of noise for reading.

Sometimes at home it’s just too quiet.  And then I can hear myself breathe, which then makes me imagine all of the respiratory diseases that could potentially be lurking within my pleural cavity.  (This also explains why I can’t run without my iPod.  It’s not the music that I need, it’s the inability to hear myself huffing and puffing around Central Park.)  Non-ideal.

Or it could be too loud.  Roommates fighting with boyfriends or watching Glee at record-breaking decibels.  And then, of course, there’s the huge crane that’s lurking increasingly dangerously close to my window, and which unnerves me to no end.

But the gym?  The gym has the whir of treadmills and the whiz of stationary bikes, all of which are perfectly boring and ignorable noises that distract me from trying to measure my lung capacity as I pedal along.

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Turning on my air conditioner stresses me out.

(So do the construction men outside my window who are making it so that I might actually have to start closing my blinds before I undress.  Although, I must concede I’m more concerned about the fact that the building they’re currently working on is going to obstruct my sunlight more than I am that they’ll see me naked.

The people in the research building across the street have been getting an eyeful for two years.  Now is not the time for modesty.

Especially if we can work out some kind of deal whereby I leave my blinds open in exchange for them putting a big enough hole in the building they’re working on so that I still manage to get some direct sunlight.

You guys give me the best ideas.  I’m on it.)

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The only acceptable way to eat chocolate for dinner.  Check out the recipe over at Marcus Samuelsson’s blog!

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