Lush.

Yesterday was a fine day off- the weather nice, and the beer cold.

And I cooked for friends.

We had "chicken nuggets." Salt and pepper fried chicken thighs with my own-made kim chee. That was great with the beer (and my friend somehow bought a sixer that got rung up for $1.34. And the counter woman didn't bat an eye apparently).

Next we ate a pile of sweet corn, sweet potato and mixed chili rice and cranberry beans. That segued into a salad of spicy greens from Alm Hill farms with a plum and black pepper vinaigrette. Simple and fresh.

Then we ate the lamb necks with carrots I had been cooking for hours. Finished with basil, they were like an excellent osso bucco, ultra rich from the marrow and gelatin. The basil gave a fresh bite to clean that richness off the tongue.

At this point we had moved to value Iberian red wine, which was (perhaps incorrectly) consumed with Jax's nectarine cobbler with vanilla ice cream. At that point, the lights came on outside, the music turned to Van Morrison, and the rye bottle slowly emptied its contents. A crisp fall evening that no one around could've beat....