So they say that a fifth anniversary merits a gift of wood. Would pizza from a wood fired oven count? Perhaps that is a stretch. Given that I haven’t written here for almost a year, celebrating my blog’s fifth anniversary seems a stretch as well, especially since I have no interesting food stories to share!
Blaine and I have been spending the week in a remote area of the Catskills, near Barryville, New York, right on the border with Pennsylvania. The air is remarkably fresh, the birds are constantly singing, and life seems far simpler than it is in the city. There is no cell service and no food culture, but the landscape is truly beautiful. We’ve seen bald eagles and buzzards, and lots of deer. We did eat a mediocre margherita pizza at the local Italian restaurant, Il Castello, but it held no particular pleasures. Here are a few photos of the scenery: