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The Best Meal We've Had in New York

As many excellent meals as I've had since moving to New York, none compare to the late summer meals my mother would cook when I was growing up: bright red tomatoes, corn with delicate strands of silk still attached, and earthy new potatoes.

Of course, as a young person, I wasn't interested in preparing the foods, just eating them! I didn't realize how much the smells of onions cooking in bacon grease excited my taste buds; I didn't make the connection of how the sound of the pressure cooker sizzling and hissing was as much a part of good eats as lifting the fork to my mouth. Restaurant meals are wonderful, but you kind of miss the foreplay!

My husband and I came home from Union Square's Green Market with as much as we could carry on the subway. I prepared two nights of meals from it, and each night he said, "Best meal we've had in New York."