Berkeley, January 1, 2011—
IT WILL PROBABLY turn out to be a three-pound weekend, maybe four. But it's worth it, and I know how to drop back to normal.
We brunched out, the four of us, a little before noon, at a Berkeley fixture we hadn't been to in years. I had a simple on-the-road breakfast: two eggs over easy, potatoes, three or four strips of delicious bacon, unbuttered toast, with a couple of cappuccinos.
Then, after a glass of fine dry Blanquette de Limoux at Pat&Mike's, we stopped at Alice's annual New Year's Day at-home. Here a buffet was cooked by none other than the handsome, intelligent, kind and generous, supremely gifted Scott Peacock, and I kept thinking of Phil Harris and "That's What I Like About the South":
pecansAn incredibly delicious, resonant, integrated meal, full of flavors and reassurances, among friends who know how lucky, healthy, and hard-working they are; a salutary beginning of a new year.
pimento cheese spread on celery sticks
Incredibly well-seasoned collard greens
Sweet-potato purée
Sweet southern ham
Hopping John
Scott's fabulous corn-bread muffins
Pigeoulet (Var), 2009
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