This is summer in all its glory. Sliced bread, pesto, cheese, roasted tomatoes, a salad tossed with toasted walnuts and dried cherries. I don’t need anything else, except maybe a glass of wine. Ok, who am I kidding… two glasses of wine.
Eric and I are spending the next few days on the Cape. It’s the first time in our six years together that we’ve spent long stretches here. Despite our crazy schedules, we’re doing our best to take periodic weeks off to enjoy the house.
Our daily routine here is more leisurely than what we’re used to. It starts with breakfast of local eggs from a farm stand down the road or hearty bowls of homemade granola. We read the paper (the actual paper… not just articles on our iPhones). Then we lounge. There’s lounging on the deck. When we’re tired of the deck, we move to the hammock closer to the lake. Maybe we run a few errands mid-day… just to get them out of the way.
There are fabulous lunches served, bottles of wine poured. Of course, we need a nap after feasting. Maybe a late-afternoon swim. And this all leads up to gin and tonics on the dock as we watch the sunset.
Life isn’t all fun and games. And it’s certainly not always relaxing. But for our sanity, we need to enjoy it from time to time. As it says so eloquently in this recent New York Times article: “Idleness is not just a vacation, an indulgence or a vice; it is as indispensable to the brain as vitamin D is to the body…”
Being self-employed, I’m always “Go, go, go!” and I rarely take the opportunity to shut down and rest my brain for a bit. And despite the work that I have to do (and will do), I’m going to take this time to refresh my soul. So, this weekend, let’s be idle. Take some time for yourself. Power off. Have breakfast in bed. Take a nap in a lounge chair or on the couch. Be lazy.View full post »
The first time I stepped into Buvette, I felt right at home. I have Ken to thank for introducing me to it one unseasonably warm morning last fall. After brunch at another spot, he suggested that we (the crew that also included Penny and Gail) go over to grab a little prosecco. As soon as we were seated, I had fallen in love. Charming is the only way to describe the environment.
Since then, I’ve been to Buvette another three times, each for either breakfast or for a late afternoon snack. I’m not a big breakfast person, but this place does it right. There are the eggs prepared like I’ve never had them before, poached in olive oil and served with smoked salmon and a dollop of creme fraiche. They do big mugs of thick hot chocolate which leave you feeling all warm and cozy inside (not something I’d recommend for the summer months, but be sure to get if you’re there in the winter). And then there are their tartines.