It is the first day of autumn (with a full moon no less!), but summer is hanging on here in Washington. Those cool fall breezes have yet to win out over the heat and humidity. Perhaps this weekend? I hope so. . . the gentleman and I plan to mark the change of seasons with wild mushroom risotto. That calls for crisp air and a robust pinot grigio.
Here are a few things you might enjoy reading:
* São Schlumberger in Vanity Fair
* a lovely piece on Enfilade
* and the Mystery Diva
Happy thursday! Welome fall.
(above: dusk at Grandale Farm)