Eat. Drink. Live.
For Sunday night supper, we put our ingredients from our trip to Eataly to good use. We boiled the tagliatelle for exactly three minutes, drained it, but left a little pasta water in the pot and tossed it with butter, […]
Halloween at the farm usually includes silly hats. Today, the Hunna has a frightening wig: And some yummy candy: Irene joined us for oysters, pasta and a little low-impact singing to Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson.
Sour Cherry Farm hosted “Brave New World” by Aldous Huxley, the Goat Herd book club’s most recent selection. We had a lively discussion about savages and utopia, of  expectations and dreams lost. And of course we laughed. A lot.
John and Phillipe had perfect weather for their annual Labor Day party. We sipped punch, strolled the garden, played scavenger hunts and had an all-around rollicking time. Cheers, Cathy! (And there’s Eamon behind her!)
After a nice bike ride in the afternoon, we headed over to Blue Hill for cocktail hour Sunday. Irene and Carol met Boo, Craig, Greg and me at the bar, where we enjoyed seasonal cocktails and the best bar snacks […]
We’ve all got Mad Men fever, and Irene knew it. So she had us over for a viewing party, complete with such retro dishes as aspic and, well, whatever this contribution from Kris is called:
I haven’t before reported on book club. but CynDee went so over the top with matching food to theme that I finally broke down. I simply couldn’t help taking photos. To go with “A Room with a View,” set in […]
I don’t say this about too many restaurants, but I walked out the door of my meal at North last week plotting my immediate return. This is not a real review — the restaurant had only been open 6 days […]
A beautiful Saturday evening for fried zucchini blossoms, rib eye with Korean spices and a Melissa Clark’s Twice-Baked Sour Cherry Pie. Don’t you think?
My husband, Greg, and I are co-founders of SCF, which chronicles what we eat, drink and grow as we raise our daughter on a tiny plot of land in the Lower Hudson Valley.
