For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to leave my apartment on the hottest day of the summer (so far). So I did. I went out into the proverbial frying pan that is New York in the summer, and I went to the farmer's market to buy some heirloom tomatoes and basil. I didn't buy any mozzarella there though. I didn't really trust the very rapidly melting ice to keep it fresh. Now I'm back inside like I should have been this whole day, and I don't expect I will leave until it's about 10 degrees cooler outside.