the sniffling, sneezing, sore throat, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, sleep better to feel better medicine...has nothing to do with this post.
But O'lover was sick. and i was tired. Which meant...cringe...we missed out...shudder. we sorely missed her solstice party, and his solstice party, and Tom and Faye Parker's solstice party, and their Christmas party. all of these festivities were on the same night and we had been so excited to make the rounds. ah well.
the next day slick roads and general malaise would again conspire against us but we were not going to miss out on Wenderful's St. George wedding reception as I had already missed her New York city nuptials. So after shaking my fists at the snow falling from the sky and jutting out my chin in defiance of all that would keep us cozily in bed, the O'lover and I downed some cod liver oil cure-all - the essence of fisherman's wharf in a bottle - and got in the volvo.
on the way south we stopped at this charming place. (you must see the inside, full of art!) we chatted with owner Bob (organizer of the Mt. Pleasant rhubarb festival) and also bought two crates of spirits and gourmet vinegar. then we visited our eyes were dazzled by... this is where we purchased Wenderful's wedding gift. the must have for every kitchen, a Joe Bennion honey pot. with no more delay we made it to the reception.