Or that time we had ice cream for dinner. They serve some epic ice cream at the roadside market in Mount Vernon, WA. People stand in lines that trail outside the building and out into the garden. If you ask around 'everyone' knows where to go. So of course we had to give it a try. It was late afternoon when we arrived at the market. The sun was slowly sinking lower in the sky but the air was still warm and breezy.
We passed the time while waiting visiting with the man in front of us and his little dog. He turned around, did a quick head count of the dozen-plus of our family and friends, then threw back his head and laughed it was a darn good thing he had gotten in line ahead of us. Truth! The whole scooping of softball-sized artisan ice cream scoops into hand-wrapped cones fresh from the waffle iron takes time.
Slow food is the best food. It was a perfect way to ease into the evening after a whole day in the sunshine. The kids loaded into the van, full and happy, and most of them promptly drifted off to the oldies playing on the dashboard radio.
Good friends, great day.