Maybe it’s the Nebraska girl in me, but few things capture the feeling of summer quite like watermelon. Yesterday I stopped into one of my favorite fruit and vegetable shops in Amalfi. The couple ahead of me had asked for a piece of anguria (watermelon), and the woman in the shop was busy cutting off a big quarter. It’s pretty common here to ask for only a piece instead of an entire watermelon, especially since most refrigerators are so small. There was one lonely piece of anguria left, so (of course!) I brought it home with me. The temperatures are still very springlike here, but the flavor of the watermelon is a sweet reminder that summer is just around the corner!