Laytonville, California, August 23, 2009 —
WE STAYED IN Laytonville Sunday, driving out Branscomb road to the coast in the morning and coming back through Leggett, since the rodeo wasn't scheduled to begin before one o'clock. Lunch was a barbecued hamburger at the rodeo, cold though wrapped in foil. Oh well. Beers and margaritas at the bar.
Dinner, though, now, that was something else again. Another party, this time in what can only be called an Italian-American country town paradise, with a long table under a grape arbor, well-tended vegetable beds, a swimming pool, indoor and outdoor cooking facilities, a place made for mangiare al fresco.
Here we had fried chicken, grilled eggplant, tomatoes and peppers, and a freshly-made blackberry pie full of heart. I don't know how it gets better than this.
Local Syrah; several flavored brandies
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