Vacation

It is rare that we find days in a row where Carson has time off from his 17 jobs and we have nothing else going on, but that is exactly what happened these past few days.  We jumped on the opportunity and headed to the Hamptons, where Carson's friend has a home he let us stay at.  It, was, magical.  Let me first explain that I have never been to this area, only seeing it in movies and of course on Barefoot Contessa with Ina (when we drove into town I sure did stare at every stranger walking down the street, hoping it was her... I sure did).  It was so quaint, and remote, and vast, and BEAUTIFUL.  Farms and gardens and fresh produce stands and markets everywhere.  I now understand why Ina always says, use GOOD this, or GOOD that... because everything in the Hamptons is good.

Expensive, but oh so good.    

A highlight of our stay, other than relaxing at the beach or pool, was stopping at this little market and picking up a chicken that was alive days before and fresh, pasteurized eggs.  I roasted the chicken (via this recipe) for dinner and made soft boil eggs (via this recipe) for breakfast.  Everything tasted so good... I'm considering becoming a farmer.  

Look, the kids don't even need toys on the farm!  Just tiny pebbles...     

Back home now, but feeling refreshed and inspired.  And off to make a cake with the GOOD butter, eggs and buttermilk I brought back from the magical land of Ina.