Saturday was a good day not to leave the house.  Outside, temperatures
were in the 90s, and the air in our neighborhood was smoky from the
wildfires blazing to the northeast.  Inside, there was a baseball game
on television, a fridge full of iced tea, lemonade, and beer, and a
cookbook full of things that I very much wanted to eat.  So, I spent
the day with the Junior League of Phoenix’s Pomegranates and Prickly Pears, and considered it very well spent indeed.

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