Scott and I made a deal that when the weather was cool enough for the first fire of the season, we’d scarper off to Morgan & York, pick up some salami and cheese, and have a dinner picnic in front of the fire.
That auspicious day was today. And oh, my. It was lovely. Hatfield’s “hillbilly bacon,” which is cold-hickory-smoked pork shoulder, a nice fennel sopresata, garroxta (hard goat cheese with an ashy rind), Rockin’ Red Ale bread, a tart crisp apple, and cider.
It was so good, and such an “us” meal, that I said I’d love to have this for an anniversary dinner. “But our anniversary is in August, and too warm for a fire,” my wise sweetie pointed out.
“How about our half-iversary? That would be…”
“…almost exactly Valentine’s Day!”
“Ok, but…we need to also add the chocolate grazing platter to the meat and cheese.”
And so are great plans laid…