Why I’m obsessed
I never thought watermelon and peaches would make me stop everything, but this combo did. It’s not just about the sweetness—it’s how the juice runs down your chin when you bite into a perfectly ripe piece. The crunch of raw almonds, the fragrant smell of fresh mint, all washed with a light drizzle of honey-lime dressing, catches me off guard each time. I started making this on a whim, mostly for a quick snack, but now I realize it’s what I reach for when I want something refreshing and oddly complex, like summer condensed into a bowl.
What makes it matter right now
Been staring at the calendar. August is all about those last-minute picnics and spontaneous afternoons outside. This salad? It’s the kind of thing you toss together without thinking, yet it feels special enough to serve to friends. Simple, honest, and somehow elevates that lazy hot afternoon.

Watermelon and Peach Salad with Almonds and Mint
Ingredients
Equipment
Method
- Use a chef's knife and cutting board to peel and slice the peaches into thin wedges or cubes, and cube the watermelon into similar bite-sized pieces. Place the prepared fruits in a large mixing bowl.
- In a dry toast pan over medium heat, add the raw almonds and toast, shaking occasionally, until golden brown and fragrant, about 3-4 minutes. Remove from heat and chop roughly.
- In a small bowl, whisk together honey and lime juice until well combined. Drizzle this dressing over the fruit mixture in the large bowl, and gently toss to evenly coat all pieces.
- Add the chopped almonds and mint leaves to the bowl, then gently fold everything together to distribute evenly. The salad should look vibrant with visible pieces of fruit, herbs, and a slight shine from the dressing.
- Optional: refrigerate the salad for 5-10 minutes to allow flavors to meld. Serve chilled in individual bowls or a large serving dish, garnished with additional mint if desired.
Notes
Sometimes I wonder if food wants to tell me its secrets. Maybe this salad is one of them — loud and sweet, a little gritty and alive. Like a whisper from the orchard to the watermelon patch, wrapped up in summer’s strange poetry.