verano de miel

For a long time I had the impression that it is unlikely to feel something special for insects in general. They often do nothing but annoying any moment of life, regardless of its own relevance, having a reasonable possibility of even becoming a stingy one.

However, there is an exception which deeply contributes to make the summer a really magical season: the bee. And I mean the hard working ones, which go from flower to flower collecting pollen that later on become honey. Watching that activity is always very entertaining, in particular around the heady scent of lavender.

After a few fatal seasons, this year we were lucky to harvest about twenty kilos of honey, which should be enough to spend the winter in good shape. The most obvious way to enjoy it has always been with "requesón", some sort of curd cheese very popular in Breogán lands.

The nice thing about the warmest season of the year is that it's easy to find tasty fresh fruit to add, like I often like to do with our own nísperos (medlars), plus a splash of cinnamon on top...