Eastside Road, June 1, 2013—DINNER DOWN THE HILL at the neighbors' this evening: a warm nearly-summer night, eating outside on the lawn, no way really to photograph anything. We had chicken, grilled as only Eric seems to know how to do it: tender, juicy, perfectly done, neither burnt on the outside nor disgustingly pink on the inside. This is not an easy thing to do, and he makes it seem effortless.
With it, carrots and beets beautifully cooked and flavored; afterward, green salad; and then a fool with, I think, nuts, fruits, citron, cream of course… everything you could want.
Cheap Pinot grigio; Sauvignon blanc, Preston of Dry Creek, 2011