For better or worse, I put down my fair share of lattes. The other day I found myself without simple syrup. (I like a tiny touch of sweetness.) I opened the fridge, stared, and my eyes landed on maple syrup. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? Now I put down my fair share of maple sweetened lattes. A little goes a long way.
How do you know when a peach is ripe? My mom grew up in the south, making her a peach expert. She taught us to only eat a peach when you can smell it, to ripen them quickly by sticking them in a brown paper bag, and to store ripened peaches in the fridge until ready to eat.