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Welcome to My Modern Diary, an electronic journal filled with tales of nostalgic cuisine, wistful wanderings & personal recollections by Sarah Orman.

The dog days of summer

The dog days of summer

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From the beginning of July through the end of August it isn't uncommon to find me hiding indoors, basking in the icy-cold air-conditioning in an attempt to escape both the unbearable humidity and the cursed mosquitoes who seem to love feasting on every inch of my exposed skin.

Born and raised in the far North of England, it's hardly surprising that the D.C. summer is as much foreign to me as snow is to a Brazilian {this one's for you Juliana!} Despite calling this part of the world "home" for several years now, I still struggle with staying cool throughout the summer months and apparently I taste just as delicious today as I did during my first summer in the nation's capital.

I've never been comfortable wearing skimpy shoestring vests and quite frankly I feel fatter than an African elephant in a pair of shorts. Coupled with the fact that I'm beyond paranoid about brushing friends and family with my sweaty armpits every time I hug someone from mid-June through to late August, summer has never been my favorite season.

All that being said, however, it's August 23rd and I'm currently sat outside on our deck, awaiting my husband's grilled chicken while enjoying a glass of chilled white. It's 7 PM and although I'm sporting one or two itchy welts on my feet, I'm happy. The heat is totally bearable and thankfully, the dog days of summer haven't really been dog days at all.

Now don't get me wrong, there have of course been characteristically sticky 90+ degree days where the only answer is to duck in and out of shops, bars and coffee houses to catch some relief, and despite continuously dousing myself in "Off!" or "Skin So Soft" I'm still a walking, talking mosquito magnet.

But somehow, the summer of 2015 has been different. Better even. Which begs me to ask, am I finally starting to acclimatize or is this just a fluke? Unlike previous years, I can honestly say I've enjoyed this summer, and I can't even begin to tell you how happy that makes me!

In addition to genuinely enjoying the great outdoors for the first time, I've consumed a bounty of summer produce. I've probably eaten my weight in locally grown tomatoes and summer squash and don't even get me started on peach and blueberry pie. The grill has been uncovered almost every evening and we've even feasted on Maryland crabs and homemade potato salad. There has been no shortage of gelato and I've drank enough chilled white and rose wine for a lifetime.

As night falls around us and another perfect summer evening draws to a close, I can honestly say I'll be sad to say goodbye to the dog days of summer this year. Whether I've finally become accustomed to the Washington D.C. climate or it's been nothing but good luck, the summer of 2015 has undoubtedly been one of the best yet! : )

A weekend at the beach

A weekend at the beach

Strawberry Jam

Strawberry Jam