I don't have many words right now. School politics, budget-crunch induced oversized classes, and the beginning of flu season are wringing me dry.
SWW and I escaped real life on Saturday to head up the coast to See Canyon to gather apples, to Pismo to see the migrating monarchs, and to Los Olivos for a stop at Koehler Winery. We stopped whenever we wanted and took the most beautiful road whenever we could. It was just what I needed.
Something else helped make me feel better too, Forking Fantastic. Zora O'Neill and Tamara Reynolds just put out the funniest cookbook I've ever encountered. I've laughed out loud while reading this book, and no cookbook has ever made me do that before. The authors set out to encourage everyone to feed their friends; clean houses and matching table settings are no prerequisites to a good time. Inspired by the apples I brought home from my weekend's road trip, I played with O'Neill and Reynold's recipe for "Commando Chicken," chicken roasted in the oven directly on the rack, but instead of placing potatoes directly under the chicken to sizzle in the dripping fat, I cut up large chunks of apples (skin still on) to soak up the savory juices, caramelizing on their sides. So good.
Apples, oceans, butterflies, wine, a good road trip with a good friend, a perfectly roasted chicken with a yummy side, sometimes it takes a lot to get out of a funk.