Eastside Road, September 20, 2013—
WHY SHOULDN'T THERE BE an exception every now and then? After a long drive today, and with a welcome houseguest to share the dinnertable with, we just didn't feel like cooking. But after several nights in restaurants, neither did we feel like going out. The solution was simple: a ready-roasted Rocky chicken from the supermarket, some sliced fresh tomato, mashed Bodega Russet potatoes from the garden (the last of them, I'm afraid), and a green salad; then raspberries and pears.
Petit Syrah, Preston of Dry Creek, 2010
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