Friday, April 10, 2009
"I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it." --The Color Purple by Alice Walker
That quote was on my mind last Saturday as H and I drove to Ludlow in Shropshire for a weekend away with A at camp. The drive was really beautiful with flowers and baby lambs along the way. Natural beauty overwhelms me every spring, and not having a sighing teenager in the backseat during the drive made all the difference!
Saturday meals ranged from the ridiculous to the sublime. We stopped for lunch in Woodstock at a beautiful looking restaurant. It had an Italian menu so I picked pizza. H went for pasta carbonara, which actually surprised me. I’m usually the pasta eater. Our friend B likes to laugh at H’s string of restaurant disasters. It does seem to be that if someone is going to get a bad meal, it will be him. My food was fine, but he took one bite and hit something crunchy. I tasted as well and thought the first bite was okay, but strong because there were raw shallots chopped throughout. No one could have eaten many bites of this. As H said himself, we were destined to have a bad meal on Saturday and he was glad it was that one since we had a reservation at La Becasse in Ludlow Saturday night. I wish I could have taken pictures of that meal. It was absolutely beautiful, with a level of detail I did not expect.