Life imitates, well, life

Patsy and I are at Bandelay for the weekend (a long one at that, I took Friday off) and we decided to make a big pot of fish chowder and a couple loaves of anadama bread for dinner. And I realized as we were doing this, that almost exactly a year ago we did almost exactly the same thing:

Well, it was great then, and it was great again tonight. The pie will be pumpkin this time, not blueberry.


Patsy and I are on vacation at my family’s lake-house in Maine. It’s pretty cold up here but beautiful and quiet, and we are having a wonderful time. We spent most of the day today cooking. I made dinner – a fish chowder (turned out especially well, perfect for my slightly-sore throat) and anadama bread (a little too salty maybe, we couldn’t find dad’s recipe so we improvised.) Patsy is making a blueberry pie right now…