The heat. The humidity. Driving us off the front porch at 7:15 p.m. as the sun peeks over the cabin roof, the high temperatures here in East Tennessee seem perpetual. Like marionettes, the sun beckons us to ditch standing over a stove as much as possible. Knowing the glory of fall and winter will have us warming up the kitchen with pots of chili, we easily give in to the ebb of the oven.
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