What A Week It Was: Food, Friends and Memories
|Red Plum Tart|
My wife asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday a couple of months ago. A party? Family get together? I said I wanted a break. An escape. One week at the cottage to spend time with her and relax. Finally. And because my wife moves mountains and parts the sea for me, she made it happen. One week of heaven and a destination for two.
We have a good friend Eugene. Well, Wendy has known him for over ten years and I know him because of her, but I still consider him a good friend. He has a wonderful little cottage that sits on a small property right on the lake. I've been there a couple of times before with her but this time would be different. It wasn't a two day getaway from the stress and hussle of life, it was for a week of food and relaxation.
|Beef Kebabs and Cilantro-Yogurt Dipping Sauce|
We drove a few hours on a bright and hot day hugging the road that ran beside one body of water after another, the sun tracking our path the entire trip. When we turned onto the street that his cottage sits on, the familiar gravel road welcomed us. I pulled into the parking spot overlooking the cottage mere steps below and we could finally exhale. Life as we know it was paused.
|Two days. Two sunsets.|
|Caprese Salad Two Ways.|
|(L) Roasted Cherry Tomatoes. (R) Pasta with roasted cherry tomatoes, shrimp and basil.|
We woke up each day when we were ready. No alarm bell to seduce us from our sleep. We grabbed coffees and spent the morning on the dock watching the sun rise up. If I could start every day like this I would be happy. Content. Nothing felt better.
|(L) Pork Baby Backs (R) Cilantro-Lime Slaw|
After a couple of hours spent between the dock and the water, one of us would head in to bring out a spread of food to carry us through the day. We'd sit there wrapped in partially wet towels drinking something cold and eating tapas style. I wanted to take a mental snapshot to carry with me. Moments like this aren't created everyday.
|Bruschetta: Ricotta, Prosciutto, Roasted Plum Tomatoes and Basil|
When my wife told me we were going to the cottage for the week leading me up to my birthday I saw it all play out. A dock. Friends. Beer and cocktails. Cool water that refreshed you in a moment. And food. Lots of food.
I didn't one thing though. The strength of my relationships growing stronger and deeper.
|Blueberry Pudding with Lemon Curd|
What a week it was.