While Sam is happy and smiling, Greg predicts that things will change, and quickly:
And here’s Sam on her own, working on that magical smile:
Greg, Samantha and I took shelter from a sprinkle under a canopy at the bar called the Southwest Porch at Bryant Park. The park is all decked out for the holidays, complete with an ice-skating rink and a big blue tree.
We think Sam enjoyed her first trip to Manhattan.
More pics, including of a big, cozy fire pit, after the jump.
We took srimp — that’s what we’ve taken to calling her these days, srimp. No “h” — to the last outdoor market of the season in Pleasantville. We stocked up on all kinds of goodies.

Clockwise from lower left: celery, potatoes, apples, frozen blueberries, leeks, Tuscan kale, butternut squash, tiny onions, pea shoots, beets, apple cider, pear cider, celeriac, carrots, Brussels sprouts, garlic, turnips, onions, and, the in the center, pears.
Quite a haul!
Greg calls the photo below “Joni Mitchell shopping in 1973.”

A few more market photos, after the jump.
Having a hankering for pizza — good pizza, that is — and having found ourselves in White Plains, we went to Anthony’s. A chain, sure, but a high-quality one, and one where the prices is nice and the service is quick. Both bonuses, but especially the latter when Sam is involved. And the pizza? Darn good.

That’s Greg’s. Sausage with caramelized onions. Seriously. The onions were cooked before the pizza was. They were sweet and delicious. The sausage had a nice fennel flavor. It’s how sausage on pizza should always taste.
Greg made up a carol to sing to Sam. It kept her quiet while we were waiting for the doctor. In fact, we think she rather enjoyed it.
Here’s another cute photo of Greg and Sam.
A few photos in bed with little Sammy. I could just cuddle her all day long.
Irene came over and cooked dinner for us — a welcome and very appreciated gift. She made a delishy meal of scallops, which we ate with pleasure by the fire.
Sam with her stroller, car seat and bassinet for the stroller. This wonderful gear was donated to the farm by some very generous friends. Thank you Young-Yi and Amy!
A couple more photos of Sam, including a cute one with Daddy, after the jump.
For our simple supper, we roasted two chickens, threw some potatoes underneath and opened a crazy good bottle of wine, a gift from our friend Lettie some time ago.
A little lemon verbena under the chicken never hurt anyone. Greg is proud.
For Sam’s first trip to the mall (with Gregory!), we had lunch at a brand-new food court stand called Cheese Boy, and took in a 2 p.m. showing of The Descendants. First, the sandwich.
A well-made sammy with good bread, butter and fresh ingredients. We were happy indeed. I also got a tomato soup. Photos of that, and Sam in her stroller for her first mall experience, after the jump.
For Sam’s first restaurant outing, we walked downtown to have coffee and lunch at Art Cafe. It was nice enough that we could even sit outside.
My rice bowl was delicious, too.
Sarah and Greg laugh at something funny on the phone:
Coffees and more, after the jump.
Our friends Pete and Jeannine stopped by to pay Sam a visit on Saturday morning. It was great to catch up.
After the jump, a few more photos. Of Sam. Of course.
It was a quiet night at Sour Cherry Farm. We roasted a turkey, made some mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce and ate a simple dinner in front of the television. Sam had milk and rested in her bassinet.
Earlier in the afternoon, Grammy and Leighlo stopped by on their way to Les Gilberts:
We also had a nice visit to Rockland Lake. All the day’s festivities, after the jump.
Irene came over and made dinner for us on our first Saturday night home from the hospital with Sam. Roast chicken, kale and a mushroom-potato side. Delishy.
Yum! More photos, after the jump.
Sounds like it should say Breakfast at Tiffany, doesn’t it? Not quite as luxurious, but every bit as special. No photos of the food today, but here’s a look at the cast. Liz and Susan:
Our book club met at Irene’s to discuss Tom’s pick: Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann. Since the book was set in 1974, Irene made an aspic. Of course she did.
From a sunny afternoon to magic hour, here’s a look at one of the top 10 beach days of all time. Thank you Amagansett!
We celebrated Grandmom’s birthday with a supper in the orchard: pork, corn and Doris’ cucumber salad. We had a plum cake to finish. An end-of-summer meal if ever there was one.
Dr. Lecter? Dr. Lecter? After much insistence from Boo that “Silence! The Musical” was just about the funniest musical she’d ever seen, Irene, Greg and I joined her for a performance. She may well have been right. We really laughed hard. And often.
It’s a spoof on Silence of the Lambs, with music, and follows the plot line to a T. It’s still playing, although not at the same theater. Yes, thumbs up. Go. Here’s the web site: Silencethemusicalnyc.com.
Greg was shopping in Williams-Sonoma the other day, and came across these granite tiles meant to go on your grill for cooking pizza. He thought: “Hey, that seems cool, but I already have a pizza stone.” Yes, we did. So we tried it on the grill.
There’s nothing quite like the stillness of the lake just before sunset. So on both Wednesday and Thursday, we ate super-early and were able to take a dip in the water and a nice spin around the lake before dark. A few highlights below – then two slideshows, in case you want more.
Blue heron:
Greg enjoying the boat ride:
Pretty sunset and clouds:
Folks, I promise to get back to cooking and recipes in a few posts. For now, indulge me in a few photos for posterity’s sake. Here’s the family having a few drinks after the evening’s round of game playing. Here’s a look.
Another supper, another porch. (Is that a Kiss Me Kate song?) Look at that beautiful blue sky behind Lexi, Wilson and Sarah.
After supper each evening, we took to the game table. Mostly we played Taboo, which is a whole lot of fun with a whole lot of people. Truly!
Greg smoked ribs and chicken and Wilson prepared a fireworks show. The rest of us enjoyed the fruits of their labors.
Irene had a chicken and some scapes from Stone Barns. We had coleslaw and leftover potatoes for roasting. Sounds like the making for a good supper? It was indeed.
We celebrated Father’s Day with a barbecue: baby back ribs, cole slaw, potato salad, the works. Boo was here, and the folks, and we also invited Un Gilbert: Jim. Peggy, the other half of Les Gilberts, was out of town.
For hors d’oeuvres, Greg seared scallops and also made a pea-puree and radish crostini, which he decorated with pea shoots from the garden:
A pretty fancy start to a barbecue, I’d say! But delishy all around. More, after the jump.
The Goatherd Book Club met at Rory and Chris’ apartment to discuss the Hemingway classic, “The Sun Also Rises.” Rory and Chris made a special Spanish tapas meal, with gazpacho and pastel moreno and a host of other terrific dishes. They also rented the 1950s edition of the movie, which played in the background as we dined and disucssed. Here’s Kris, Tom and Chris, enjoying their meal: