This is my 51st post on this blog. I'm not a very consistent blogger; consistency has always been a problem for me. But, hey, it's quality, not quantity. All women understand this. And, so it goes.
It's Labor Day weekend and, like every day, I strive for less labor and, well, more livin'. It's sunny and beautiful and there are pockets of red/yellow/orange leaves establishing themselves in the sea of deciduous beauty that is upstate New York. We went for a purposeful though somewhat meandering drive today on the Taconic Parkway; my husband Ted lived around that area some 30-odd years ago, in another lifetime, in a farmhouse with some musician friends. He doesn't know where the house actually was and so sometimes we drive around and just explore and dream of days of hair down past his shoulders and hippies on food stamps and hash for breakfast (of a certain kind).
And, then we made our way to Tivoli, to Luna 61, an organic vegetarian restaurant, in a quaint little Hudson River town. We started our meal with a pumpkin muffin and a cup of organic decaf. The muffin with toasted walnuts was a thing of beauty. Ted had the pad thai (he can never pass it up, believe me I've observed the scenario many times) and I had the sweet potato enchilada. As we shared our treats, the former was definitely superior whereas the latter was most certainly not an enchilada though it did have sweet potatoes and had some good ingredients, but I wouldn't say it came together in any kind of transcendent way that I would have hoped for. Oh, and Ted had a fresh squeezed watermelon-apple juice with local fruit that was quite sensual. And, some chocolate chip cookies of epic quality that we took with us, to-go.
And, the trip back was not quite as good as the trip there, but not too shabby really. It's just a stuningly beautiful time of year to be alive.
