Every year, around the end of June, peaches start showing up at the farmers’ market with their fuzzy little faces and blushing cheeks. I get excited! Because really, a good, local, ripe peach is one of life’s greatest pleasures.
One day, every year, usually in the middle of July, I go a little overboard and buy 100 pounds of peaches and eat them all in one sitting. That day was yesterday.
Okay, maybe not 100, but I did buy a lot of peaches yesterday at the market.
If you can, please buy organic peaches, or at the very least no-spray or low-spray. Because of their soft and sweet flesh, they are one of the worst offenders for pesticide use.
After I ate my first bushel of peaches on their own, I decided I should probably wipe the juice off my chin and cook something with them.
This pizza is just out-of-this world. The peaches are sweet, the goat cheese is tangy and smooth, and the drizzle of honey and balsamic vinegar just sets it all off. This would make for an excellent appetizer (and an impressive-looking one), but I just ate one of the individual pizzas for a perfect summer lunch.