Say it 3 times fast, Summer's...Shellfish...Stew! Some call it Cioppino, some Frutti d' Mar, there's no easy way to say it, but it's always a crowd pleaser!

One of the highlights of summer is throwing together a big pot of shell fish stew on the grill, a gathering of friends around an outdoor table, crusty loaf, glass of wine, and the freedom of a warm sunny day. Doesn't get much better than that! And every time, I am amazed at how utterly easy and fast this feast cooks up, yielding an impressively aromatic kettle of ocean abundance. And the only accompaniment needed is a perfectly crusty loaf of fresh bread to soak up the briny tomato rich broth.

Life changing...that's what happened several years ago when I first tried an Iced Americano at that famous coffee place that has taken over the world. I thought iced coffee was inherently a bit tangy with a stale edge, a residual from refrigerating the morning's brew, it's deep flavor a casualty of storage and time.

That first sip of deep roasted morning magic that simultaneously soothes and stimulates is a not only a ritual but a necessity for some of us, for it gets us standing upright, and thinking clearly. So why doesn't the leftover, poured over ice hours later still have that rich round flavor? I know there's a scientific explanation, and I'm not interested, thank you. Just give me a way to capture the fresh brewed flavor in iced form!