We did not find cinnamon rolls in town but we did find white truffle honey, black truffle oil (which will go great on our freshly foraged mushrooms) and sundried and rum marinated figs in chestnut honey. Is this place a gastronomical dream?
Work, work, work... all politics and interaction effects for Paul; public policy for Katie. We really do manage to put our heads to the laptop screen grindstone.
We just got back from a walk with our surrogate pup, Leia. She is a muscular little thing that has been rumored to have taken down some deer. Leia has made herself Paul's little girl and will chase him down the gravel hill when he goes on bike rides. Tonight, she walked with us the entire way and couldn't get her belly rubbed enough. She is an amazing little thing, but I miss Boo.
Time to finish off the Bergevin Lane Intuition wine we bought in Walla Walla. It has greatly improved since we opened it three days ago.
1 comment:
Glad to hear you found some of your beloved figs.
Looks like the two of you are having a blast.
I love your photos.
Why didn't we ever write Haiku's about Carol and our crappy joba?
Take care!
B
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