American history through a bowl of gazpacho

The Virginia Housewife, from 1824, has a complicated legacy

Hola my friends and happy almost weekend! 

When I am in DC in summertime, Sunday mornings are for the farmers market. I am one of those people who gets up and goes early enough to speak with the farmers—some of them I've known for years—and I also know that the best produce will be sold out if I get there too late. 

When my daughters were young, I would w…