Read this great article on Keith McNally, the restaurant visionary of NYC.

The Happy Newlyweds arrive... 

    

Detail of favor boxes and the tables.

    Centerpiece at the Food Table

The "Guestbook"            

Meta, the proud niece and John.

Ben and brother of the bride, Stephane.

Karen, Desiree, and Michele (bride's sister-in-law).

It's all good in the hood, John and Bobby.

 

 Detail of the Bar flowers. 

We had a lovely time at the beach, celebrating the wedding of
 Jon and Claire.

Everything was just right.  Congratulations!  xo, Nan

T.G.I.F.

                                               

  

  I don't know why I find this so funny, but I do.  Go here to see

the whole series of what Storm Troppers do on their day off?

                               

       

This is THE shoe for my Moment.  Yes, after an hour I will

be barefoot, with my newly pedicured toes.

T.G.I.F.  I am not feeling that.  It is more like O.S.I.F., ( OH, SNAP IT'S FRIDAY)!@#$!!   Yes, I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off, and it is not my style, so I am a little frazzled.   A lot is going on this weekend. The store is especially busy with Mother's Day and Graduation.  I have to work a couple more hours in the morning, before we dash off to our neighbor's wedding at the beach. Her favorite beverage is Champagne and her father is French and a retired chef, so we will be drinking and eating very well.  If you haven't realized, I like to eat and drink, so I am excited.  I am ready for a little "moment", a pretty wedding, by a pretty pool, with the pretty ocean, with pretty food, sipping some yummy Champagne with pretty people.  I would like to have a pretty moment myself, a little Sarah Jessica Parker, ala Carrie  moment.  A moment, where if I was walking the streets of Soho, Scott Schuman might pause, not actually take my picture,  but just pause for a moment...that's all. Well, let me tell ya that isn't easy.  Who knew it was so much work to look natural; I have been working on looking natural for two weeks.  I have come to the conclusion, that it is not NATURAL to look this "NATURAL."  I have plucked, polished,whitened, exfoliated, exercised,lathered, slathered, and shaved my legs, where no Nan has shaved before, and never will again.  Crazy.  I even had a pedicure this morning, my third EVER.  It took over an hour, who has time for all that?  They look good, but GOOD GRIEF.  Anyway I am looking forward to a moment and a rare night away from the boys, but alot has to happen in between now and that moment, so have a great weekend, Nan

P.S.  Remember to fill up the blue bags for the Postman and the Food Drive tomorrow.

Improvising

Begrudgingly, the boys left me some SO that

I could make this!  The cobbler turned out great, the final photo of it, did not.  You get the picture- GOOD, very GOOD!

The bread was covered in fresh garlic, sea salt, and red pepper flakes.  Somebody had to sample it and that Somebody was ME.  In order to sample properly, I HAD to open a bottle of vino...

This is the spicy shrimp and you use the bread to SOP UP the yummy broth.

My later part of my day went like this.  I took the boys to choir  ( the last one for the school year), which means my last opportunity to work out  in the afternoon.  I called Himself, before I left, to confirm Mexican at Coyoacan; I made the fatal mistake of mentioning Cinco de Mayo.  Well, that killed it dead in the water.  Himself could not think of a worse time to go...Blah, Blah, Blah.  I replied, "Well, I'm going to work out.  We will have to figure it when I get home."  When I got home Himself had picked Dewberries (early, wild blackberries) at his warehouse.  They were insanely beautiful.  Himself had gotten a dough ball from our restaurant, and picked up two pounds of shrimp at  the seafood market.  Basically, Himself had come through, in a very impressive, improvisational way.  Himself then needed to go back to the restaurant, because they were shorted-handed and would return the minute there was a loll.  Himself quickly went and got the boys from choir and dropped them off.  I got busy. Himself and I enjoyed a relatively effortless meal.  Needless to say, I should have ran ten miles instead of two.  Oh well!

Cinco de Mayo

 

If I was in Portland, Maine,  I would be here.

 I would be eating this and then some.

                                              

I would definitely be drinking this.  We ate here last 

summer after a Portland Seadogs game.  We ate the below  before

the game, at outdoor picnic tables with an amazing view.  The

boys would come eat a little and then go explore alot.  

If in Maine, this is a family  MUST.

Now you might have missed this old post about my bottom, after 

this trip and my trip to Scotland... you'll laugh, I promise.

                         

Don't you worry, I will be celebrating, probably at my favorite

Mexican restaurant- Cocoaycan in Quitman, Georgia.  In honor of

Cinco de Mayo, they will have 2 for 1 Margaritas and free T-shirts 

to the first 50 customers who spend > than $15.  I need a D.D.

Any Volunteers?

                                   

                          

What do you think of this?  I think it is interesting, especially 

since it is made entirely of crayons.  For more go here.

                         

SOLD for 106.5 MILLION.  Now that is alot of PESOS!

Piscasso's "Nude, Green Leaves and Bust" set a new

record for a work of art sold at auction.  Maybe, a Major

League Baseball Player bought it.   

        

Happy Cinco de Mayo, Nan

I'm afraid that today's showers might have washed away "MAY FLOWERS" to the next county...back for more zinnia seeds tomorrow.

                                     

I'm trying to be good, but damn I want some HAM on a baguette, with unsalted butter.

Don't even need the cheese.  Oh, and a glass of vino- HEAVEN!

St. George Island, New Year's Eve 2009

George, on St. George Island, New Year's Eve 2009

Just read an article on the status of the oil spill and it saddens me to no end.  It is devastating and to think that there is no end in sight...  Well,  it just makes you kind of sick.  Furthermore, it is heading to our beloved Florida Panhandle in as little as three days.  To read the two local articles go here and here.