My latest article for Sun Valley Magazine had me in the local library, researching citrus. It was not a terrible way to spend a day. I’ve always known that winter is citrus season, but I didn’t know how small the citrus world really was until I worked on this article.
Idaho doesn’t grow citrus, but its chefs take full advantage of the citrus season — roughly late fall through winter, to chase away the winter blues.
Here’s an excerpt from my article:
Tucked between treats and toys, Anne Mason’s childhood Christmas stocking contained a solitary orange. Growing up in California, this was no ordinary orange from Santa. Mason can still taste it today. It likely came from a local citrus grove. Heavy for its size with skin as vivid as an autumn sunset, the inside held thousands of tiny plump sacs, barely restraining the sweet-scented juice.
An orange presented at its peak is extraordinary. Santa was on to something.
There’s also a breakfast recipe for honey-drizzled broiled grapefruits, if you’re into that sort of thing. Below is a shot of blood oranges, grapefruit, cara cara oranges, satsumas and “Mandarinquats” I recently prepped for a citrus salad. Now is the time to splurge and indulge in winter’s gift of sunshine.