This weekend was the 8th Wellfleet Oysterfest (my 7th -- nobody told me about the first one) I did my duty and wrapped myself around 49 of the slippery tasty little guys. (Thereapos;s been a lot of oyster inflation over the 7 years - they used to be $6 a half dozen, this year they were $9. Cheap bastard that I am, I forced myself to buy the bargain plates at $20 for 15. Oh the hardship of being a Cheap Bastard.) The weather was not the best -- overcast Saturday morning and then clearing but cool, and much grayer on Sunday, with a cold cold wind blowing. The crowds seemed not quite so big as last year. I had been kinda worried since it was getting big play in the Boston Glob. The music was fun -- especially the Rip-It-Ups, a 10 piece RB band featuring 2 brothers from NRBQ, 3 or 4 guitars, 2 trumpets, trombone, and blues harp, and a big ballsy blonde woman for a lead singer.
The non-oystery part of the weekend was battening-down for winter type things around the Bacon House. We brought in some of the porch furniture, closed the storm windows, and picked any of the tomatoes that had even the least bit of non-green color to them. Sometimes I wonder why we even bother with tomatoes this far north. It seems like maybe a third of them get to ripen before the cold weather sets in. Maybe Iapos;ll start some indoors next late winter and see if that helps.
Oh, and afterwards? We took my father-in-law out for dinner at the Red Inn in Papos;town, all the way at the lands-end end of Commercial Street. Lovely place, lovely food. Our table looked right out over the harbor, and if it hadnapos;t been (a) dark, (b) 40 degrees, and (c) 20 mph winds, it would have been even more lovely. Weapos;ll have to try it in High Summer some time. Oh, and a 2 3/4 hour long dinner?�Starting at 6:45? Two and a half hours from home?�On a school night?�Not such a good idea. Well, the kids were in bed by 12:20 am at least. So weapos;re not bad parents really, right?�OK, weapos;re kinda bad.
en masias trujillo, en masias valderrobles, en masias valencia, en masias valls.
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