We are back to the city tomorrow morning and to our regularly scheduled meal plan.
This is probably not such a bad thing as I am starting to understand the "complaint" referenced in 19th century novels under the name dyspepsia...I may be getting too old to be this greedy. I think it was Stubbie's delicious Easter brunch that sent me over the edge - poached eggs in a red wine reduction with lardons, mushrooms, croûtons and roasted fingerling potatoes. Sinfully yummy.
L.'s contribution: Caprese with Balsamic
Stubbie's contribution: Oeufs Meurette