60 is the new 40

Yesterday was my Big One: I turned 60. It's hard to believe. It doesn't feel like that many years have passed...but time does fly. It turned out to be a great and memorable day. 

 

We woke up late and had a big breakfast of oatmeal with blueberries and bananas, one of my favorite meals. 

My gift from Scott was this neat metal racoon (my spirit animal) for the yard. See, I call the house "Racoon Hall", so it's a perfect talisman. It's a die-cut piece of metal that you nail into the side of a building, a fence, or a tree. It rusts and ages over time. Not sure where it will be placed just yet, stay tuned. Here's a pic from the maker:

We went back to bed for a long afternoon nap, it was that kind of day...

Afterward, we got cleaned up and had dinner at a beautiful restaurant in East Hampton, 1770 House. It's  in a lovely Inn. 

The room was warm and cozy and very Christmas-y. 

I had the most delicious dinner:

First course was Brussels Sprouts & Granny Smith Apple Salad

Bacon, Golden Raisins, Parmigiano Reggiano, & Lemon-Anchovy Dressing.

My entree was Roasted ‘Painted Hills’ Striploin with

Marrow Emulsion, Sauteed Spinach,  and Pommes Allumettes. 

We has a side of parsnip puree and finished off the meal with a sticky date cake with ice cream and caramel sauce. All of it was simply perfect. 

When we got home there's always something that goes wrong, right? Travis had thrown up in his cage! Scott had to give him a quick bath and we had to rinse off the cage in the backyard with the water hose. Aside from this snafu, it was a terrific day, everything that you could hope for.