Dear Feastlings,
If there’s anything I’ve learned during Feast’s existence, it’s how tethered we all are to one another. On the one hand, I’d love to go grocery shopping without the occasional intrusion of someone I barely recognize asking me what’s in my cart and what I intend to make with it; on the other, you amazing people have gotten us through gruesome hardships the likes of which I’d not seen before, and you’re STILL doing it (I’d name you all, but I know I’d forget a deserving name and then I’d be in trouble. You know who you are, and we all appreciate it very much. Monumentally, in fact.) So I was able to get some footage to TPD, and was grateful that Craig Smith aired it for us on KGUN9, but a guest asked me today in the charming way that someone who was around before the internet would (and did,) “Did you put it on the Internet?”
It was cute- as if the Internet were a bulletin board that literally everyone saw, literally every day. But she did have a point: it’s a big town, but it’s a tight community, and I invariably discover that half of you know the other half of you despite the fact that I was heretofore unaware of it. So just in case, here’s the same thing for you all, in case you know a certain ne’er-do-well.
Maybe one of you knows him, maybe not, but if you do, we’d love it if you’d let us know.
In the meantime, there’s a far more entertaining video tucked into this link about this Saturday’s wine tasting, with Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell. It’s mostly about the difference in wines farmed at different altitudes, and should be a good one:
I’ll be sending along more information soon- the August menu is fast upon us, and I’ll be coming up with some traditional Italian specials to offer you for Ferragosto, which, like the Bonfires of San Juan last month and Bastille Day last week, will include uno sconto piacente on Italian wines.
Anyhow, I’ll work on it, in between swapping out the dead motor in our exhaust hood and interviewing another handful of people in hopes of finding someone who just wants to come in and cook interesting food and behave like a grownup. Fingers crossed.
Your pal,
Doug