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A Salad Named Summer



Watermelon
Feta
Rocket
Balsamic Vinegar
Sea Salt

Can you think of a better description of a summer lunch?

Watermelon Feta Salad goes to Maheshwari's AFAM, hosted this month by Ashwini with the theme "Melons"

Comments

Rush said…
fab!! totally refreshing.
Rush said…
u r the first bombay foodie i bumped into...wud love to be connected to ur tempting recipes!!
Rush said…
add a followlist to ur blog..wud love to follow it regularly
Rachel said…
Simple yet totally in keeping with the season.
Priya Suresh said…
Fabulous, shall i pick some??
Unknown said…
Wow!!Its so refreshing..I'm living with watermelons these days :)
lubnakarim06 said…
Perfect cooler.....Very refreshing....
Unknown said…
oohh what a refreshing salad
Bindiya said…
No doubt this is the best for summer, very apt name!
Vanamala Hebbar said…
coool nice & refreshing salad
Manju said…
such a refreshing salad..cheese n melons..what more can you ask for!! :)
CurryLeaf said…
Refreshing combo.Never tried feta with melon thgh heard of it just once.Love it Simran
Alka said…
So refreshing in this hot and humid weather of Mumbai...would love to grab some from your place,coz not all these ingredients are available here for me to make this :-(
Bharti said…
Alright, forgive my ignorance. What is rocket?
It looks very cool.c
Unknown said…
Bharti - Rocket is a spicy salad leaf. It's also called arugula
Bharti said…
Ah...never knew arugula is also known as rocket.
Ashwini said…
what a refreshing salad!!! yummo..

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