After having felt like this over the past many many weeks,
We hit the beach for several hours of fun, sand, and picnic goodness. Tomatoes, cucumber (from the garden!), left over rosemary home-roasted potatoes, pistachios, and pears picked from a friend's yard.
You may notice the French's, as almost no meal of ours is complete without it. I pride myself in knowing that my boys don't know the taste of ketchup and have never had jam. But mustard is a condiment that was introduced early on and was embraced with enthusiasm. No sugar - if you're wondering the rationale.
The day was hot.
Barefoot little boys in the sand kind of hot and we loved it.
(I have a rosy face to prove it.)
And upon arriving home, I was again reminded of the morning's landslide. While you may have purchased a bottle of champagne, I found this more fitting. It's been sitting in the pantry since what Tracy, July?
It was worth the wait.
On both accounts.