Gazpacho
Oh, Andalusia. How I would very much like to visit you. You boast medieval Islamic palaces and sun-soaked beaches, bull fights and flamenco guitar, donkey sanctuaries and operas based off of your Sevillian barbers. Birthplace of Pablo Picasso, homeland of Federico García Lorca , you have given the world great art. Originator of jamón serrano and jamón ibérico , Andalusia, you know how to feed your people. And most importantly, perhaps, you have given the world gazpacho. That "liquid salad" that is perfect for a hot summer day, perfect for using up all of the bounty of the garden or the CSA box, gazpacho is light, filled with potassium, and depending on your levels of hot sauce, breaks a sweat on the brow. Perfect for cooling off in a breeze. Andalusia, you prompt us to pull out the perfectly ripe tomatoes, or even those that are just on their way to turning. You encourage a liberal hand with the cucumber. You say...