It was still early and the day was gorgeous so Brian and I said bye to the friends and we stopped at Plan B to have cocktails and share some truffle fries.
As we pulled out of Plan B, I spotted a sign that said FREE CONE DAY. Yup. This little ice cream shop happened to be giving out free cones that day. How can you say no to free ice cream?
I went for Kahlua Heath Bar flavor while Brian had salted caramel. J. Foster does “premium” ice cream – so it was super rich, high fat content, very little air. I ate it all by myself.
Then I said ok, let’s go home. But as we started to drive home I saw a sign for a vineyard so we had to stop there too. Unfortunately there was no tasting that day due to an event. Waahh. But the shop was also a great farmstand and market of local goodies. I picked up a bottle of red, ciabatta bread, burrata, tomatoes, asparagus, and zucchini and we made a dinner out of it that night.
I also bought strawberries and rhubarb, which I haven’t cooked yet. If it were up to me, I’d just keep eating the strawberries raw but Brian has been begging for rhubarb all season.
It was a great day, but still kind of strange. Even though I grew up in CT, I swear I have never done that much country-ish, nature-y, “Connecticut” stuff in my life. Is this nesting? Don’t get me wrong, I still hate Connecticut 🙂