A couple of years ago my husband and I went to Newport, Rhode Island for the annual Wine and Food Festival. We sprung for tickets to the jazz brunch (I know how boomer that sounds, don’t @ me), which granted us VIP admission to the wine festival. This mostly meant we got to start drinking wine around 10 a.m. instead of noon with the rest of the plebes, but also, there was a ROSÉ PAVILION inside Alva Vanderbilt’s Chinese tea house.
The setting’s not bad. We sat on the balcony for some time, swilling Whispering Angel, which is a basic-bitch wine but, you know. I also like black leggings and Starbucks lattes. Sometimes things achieve basic status for a reason!
Anyway, this is why, when I was choosing a case of quarantine wines on Wine.com a week or so ago, I added two bottles of Whispering Angel. If I have to drink in prison I might as well drink the wine that reminds me of a beautiful fall day spent lounging around a dead woman’s Gilded Age folly.
I drank…mmmm…a respectable portion of one of those bottles last night as we played Cards Against Friends via House Party with my siblings-in-law. Cards Against Friends is a knock-off version of Cards Against Humanity, a game that usually ends up making me feel bad; there is just always that one card that finally makes you go “ew, no.” We went to bed at 1 a.m., a quarantine first! Even the dogs slept in this morning.
What else? My flour and yeast arrived from King Arthur today, so I am going to try a new-to-me bread recipe. My husband is obsessed with making a boule and even though this is the most useless bread shape I will try to oblige him. Later today we’re doing a “car parade” for my niece’s fourth birthday. (Her party was canceled for obvious reasons so this is the best we can do.) Tonight’s dinner is America’s Test Kitchen macaroni and cheese, which I could make in my sleep. I am trying not to make it too often while we quarantined because I would very much hate to be sick of it or have negative associations!
Lately I’m finding weekends to be the most difficult part of the week. There’s just no boundary to anything and wow I really appreciate a boundary! Good Friday is a holiday at my company and when I discovered this I thought maybe I just will pretend it’s not? Like maybe I’ll just work anyway. Totally normal and cool!