Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve been here, we left Boston MA late May and now it’s late June. We basically stopped in Buffalo to change our clothes, empty out the car, and then we high-tailed it out to the country house where we’ve been living; certainly, absolutely privileged.
Three Monday’s ago, two youngest daughters hosted a small country dinner party for ten. I helped them out with a little menu planning, a lot of shopping, and a healthy amount of kitchen prep.
Since and before then I’ve been in the kitchen pretty much non-stop: quarantine bubble of our big family is now in town. The last four nights I’ve done sit-down dinner for twelve, those are completely different stories, just thought I would break the blog fast with Lizzie and Mary’s young collegiate dinner party.
Love that they love to share the kitchen love too. They kicked things off with a signature cocktail and ended with campfire s’mores. I helped them during the day and then Bill and I took off for the night to Ellicottville so they could do their own thing. We had to cut the lawn there anyway, Bill let the lawn guys go so we were on landscape duty. It took two cuts to get things under control. While Bill mowed, I weeded non-stop crazy style, we filled the entire flatbed of the truck.
This country life has been divine. Lots of good hard work, lots of family shared meals.