I had a lovely day off yesterday. I bought mums, gourds and pumpkins and decorated the west porch. After visiting with my grandma in the nursing home I stopped in at my girlfriend Shawna's quilt shop. She is liquidating and closing the shop in order to take a job at LynnOaken Winery. She promises that I can continue to benefit from her craftiness (Phew!).
While on Main Street I stopped into Della's Chocolates to buy desserts for our homecoming party. The sponge candy immediately caught my eye. Knowing there wouldn't be time to bake and uncertain of the number of guests coming, I took one big bag each of white, dark chocolate and milk-chocolate covered orange. And they were uneven, drippy, melt-in-my-mouth pieces of confection perfection.
I'd like to think that I'm teaching my children an important lesson about the difference between processed, from-the-factory, off the shelf of the big box store and the hand dipped gourmet varieties of candies. And a lesson about supporting local businesses.
There was a special moment after the game when I saw my youngest share a piece with a new friend he'd made. $22 for three bags of sponge candy. A sweet exchange with a new pal while watching fireworks and listening to live music by the band, "Route 98," ...priceless.
Speaking of our culinary heritage we attended Octoberfest today at the boys' school. Other than watching the children squeal and giggle at the "dunk the pastor" booth, listening to the oompah band and eating kraut was THE BEST.
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