For the Foodies
. . . goes the marshmallow. We just finished our outdoor fireplace/back patio area this winter and have been virtually living by the fire. Sooo nice, but not for the waistline- s’mores have become our neighborhood Sunday night staple and guess who treats herself to pre- and post-nibbles? Yours truly. Have you scene the Campfire brand ones that are like, the size of your face? Hilarious. I recommend not roasting those- they’re a fire hazard when wielded by toddlers.
As an homage to my and my bride’s marshmallow addiction, we’re passing these Bang Candy Company gourmet marshmallows this Spring as a parting favor for a Nashville bride of ours. These puffs trump Kraft’s version any day. Left are chocolate chili and right are toasted coconut . . . and such cute packaging.
Nothing like it, and groomsmen agree. Either of these gifts will show your dudes you dig ‘em- you can’t miss. Trumps their dragging cardboard cases of High Life into the church – heh.
The Mason Shaker is a cool twist on the old Ball/Mason jar.
The Jacob Bromwell copper flask is hand-tooled and plain gorgeous. Copper conducts so well, too- the old-fashioned equivalent of a Tervis.
Bits + Pieces
The hubs and I snuck away last weekend for a snowy weekend à deux under the auspices of work but with every intention of catching up on zzzzs and eating our little hearts out. I visited with the gang at OEI and toured a few stunning venues recently bought or with which they’ve partnered- great things to come from that group. Phenomenal eats at Madison’s included a velvety velouté and copious amounts of Patz & Hall, a Britt clan fave. After a night in the Highlands, we struck out for Cashiers to visit with my old (but young) gal pal Sarah Jennings from my DC days, whose own hubs and family own Lonesome Valley. No website ever does a raw mountain-y place its justice- it is breathtaking. Valley vistas, swaying spruces, and ridonk food from former BBF chef John Fleer. Fleer’s food at LV’s on-site restaurant/barn Canyon Kitchen was way up our alley- proscuitto salad, housemade pimiento, short ribs with scalloped potatoes, tobacco pretzel chocolate cake (what?!). After snuggling on wee Edward T Jennings, I had to be rolled out of there, almost. In summation: Walton will be hosting her wedding weekend between these two precious towns, for sure. Drink in the beauty of Lonesome Valley below, and ponder having your big day there.