Magazine article Sunset

Tasting Summer

Magazine article Sunset

Tasting Summer

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I'M IN LINE at the take-out window of a beachside burger place in Long Beach, California, my pink-flowered swimsuit still damp on my skin, hopping from one foot to the other with anticipation. Finally, here it comes: corn dog on a stick, squiggled with mustard. I flop back down on the beach towel and, scrunching my toes into the hot sand, close my eyes and take that first salty-greasy-crunchy bite.

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That was way back when I was 8, but even then I knew summer was a strong flavor: A day at the beach meant a corn dog. An early-morning roadtrip to the rural rim of Scottsdale, where my dad hunted dove each year, meant a diner stop and a gigantic mound of biscuits and sausage gravy.

I grew up and became more foodie, and summer now means little barbecued oysters from Tomales Bay with a glass of white wine, smack-dab in the middle of the day. Or, in Westminster's Little Saigon, I'll sip iced Vietnamese coffee with sweetened condensed milk--a jitter-inducing milkshake. …

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