dinner 8.10: cafeteria.

“al fresco.”

crab crusted halibut with braised artichoke hearts, shaved asparagus, spring pea and citrus vinaigrette; cheddar-bacon biscuit and joel gott cabernet sauvignon in the background.

I think I’d eat every meal outside, if I could.  Under the stars, in the sun, feeling the breeze, watching crowds walk or stand or run by.  [I suppose this is [...]

drinks 8.10: city winery, zappa and zin.

“electricity.”

flight #3: california zinfandels times three.

There is an electric violin on stage.  It is red, small, angular.   Holding it in the air is a rather thin, lanky Asian woman, owning her rebel ‘tude with a black slip dress and gothic hair that falls into her eyes.  She is racing her bow across her instrument [...]

dinner 8.10: westville.

“real life.”

pesto mashed potatoes; hearts of palm salad with peppers, celery, and herbs; honey dijon brussels sprouts; sautéed broccoli rabe with cherry tomatoes and parmesan.

My family uses a lot of endearing terms to describe our yearly August vacation.  Heaven.  Paradise. Dreamland.  Perfection.

Taking a vacation, I think, is so important, and I will always believe in [...]

dinner 8.10: the lobster pound.

“denial.”

1.5 lb fresh boiled lobster.

Photography is a great way to live in denial.  As someone who used to go months “forgetting” that I owned a camera, it is ironic that I now keep such a photographic record of my life experiences.  I would say I manage to capture fifty percent of my life with that [...]

dinner 8.10: mc perkins cove.

“a repeat visit.”

plank roasted wild salmon with fresh herbs; corn custard; “mom’s sauce.”

You know a restaurant is good if my family goes to it twice. On our final night of vacation, the four of us had two goals: eat a relaxed meal together and end with ice cream cones.

We decided to [...]