The Longer Days
A little more light means a little more adventure everyday. Longer days are meant to be spent with old friends, brunching by the beach, finding vintage t-shirts or antique letter openers to purchase. It means catching up over artisan breads and fruit spreads, or having bergamot scented tea in the late afternoon.
We also ended up at the home of my friend's aunt, who happens to be a celebrity chef. It was a little awe-inspiring to be in her kitchen, of which all the counter space is also a wood cutting board and everything was labeled KitchenAid and Kohler. Her aunt was preparing for an upcoming episode of Iron Chef America, and she talked about what recipes she was playing around with. I chatted excitedly at times about the chefs I followed, but would easily fall silent when she began cooking, because it was basically Food Network in person. The clatter of the pans hitting the range; the brisk, firm movements as the scent of lemon and shallots filled the air; and the clean, modern table setting under soft studio lighting, all made for a lovely and relaxed dinner on a warm night.
Today was a real treat, from start to finish. Sundays should always be this nice.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Bonjour et bienvenue dans mon blog. (MB)
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Karen I had a fab day with you too, I miss you already.
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