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My whole life, words have been tangled up with colors and flavors. It took me a while to realize that this isn’t quite the norm – actually, it’s a mild case of synesthesia<\/a>. Although this doesn’t have a big impact in the day to day, I suspect it’s partly responsible for both why I’m fascinated by language (my full-time job is in computational linguistics) and why I’m fascinated by food. My name (Claire), for instance, is like biting into a perfectly ripe peach – it’s a lovely blending of reds and oranges, and the feeling of pronouncing it is akin to breaking the fuzzy skin of a peach and reaching the sweet, juicy interior. So it’s not surprising that peaches are among my favorite fruits. And while I can easily eat them out of hand, I prefer, as always, to be a bit creative. Here, nearly ripe peaches are pickled and then served over salad greens (I used spicy arugula, another favorite of mine), topped with blue cheese, walnuts, and honey for the perfect combination of flavors and textures. It’s an unusual but visually stunning (and delicious!) preparation. A worthy dish for an ingredient I hold dear.<\/span><\/p>\n