Horn of Plenty

We got up this morning, somewhat refreshed by a little night rain and a certain optimism - perhaps knowing that the Olympic events are underway and that dreadful (or were we the only ones who thought so) opening ceremony is over with.  We guess that if you have unlimited air time and unlimited budget, poor taste will eventually win out.

To our far flung readers, the sweet corn is really in now and although the drought has taken its toll (a mini drought but high heat) it is good and sweet the the kids are consuming it by the bushel. The farm stands are full of all kinds of produce - may we suggest that light purplish eggplant grilled with olive oil and cracked pepper; the yellow beets roasted next to the burgers...my oh my.

Ospreys Dominion wines are at our shop today for the tasting from 3-6p (132 Front St., Greenport opposite the post office). So in 24 hours we are going to go from poor taste to a day and evening of great tastes and that is something of the joy of living, our joie de vivre as it were. 

Not to make too much of it but sometimes we just need to up the ante a bit on what we do hour by hour and day by day. One of our visitors likens it to buying a better brand of salt and, if you think of it some, that is what we mean.  There is that brand in the "if it rains it pours" round box and then there is something you actually pay hard money for - a couple bucks for a smallish container and not the "almost free" stuff. It makes a big difference on the corn let me tell you - difference between using butter perhaps as well.

If we made just one little change here and there - not everything - but just one nice thing...and presto a horn of plenty....