Fall Is Falling
Yes, yes, I’m coming back! This summer has been nuts. I’ve had a heck of a time trying to get back here. And now it’s literally the end of summer. Actually, we get an extra month of warm weather here. But, technically, summer is over. And I’ve made one post and no recipes. Epic blog failing.
But Basil & Sage has exploded all over my life. The grass shot up in the garden. An irrigation pipe exploded and made a swamp out of the gypsy corner. And cherry tomatoes are about to descend tsunami style into my kitchen. And that sums up my summer. Even the chickens are like, “Who are you, again?”
My body has not been cooperative, either. I injured my foot and had to limp through the end of planting. I had a tooth break in half and had to have major dental work. Then, I went swimming in a resevoir that gave me a fungus in my ear and perforated my ear drum. It all had a happy ending that involved an ear irrigation and suction, lots of foot rubs from Hubs, and some renewed energy from fixing my face.
Speaking of happy endings (I just cackled out loud)….Basil & Sage has exploded. I have done no marketing. I have ordered zero business cards. I have no specific website for it. Yet, I’m up to my ears in it. I’m not sure if it’s me or if it’s just the fact that this podunk place has a serious lack of good eats. Maybe both. I don’t know. But it’s getting a little nutty. Hubs and I are discussing expansion. I usually spend a good deal of time…usually weeks….considering all the pros and cons. I start with the cons. I emerse myself in all the things that I will not like about expansion so I can sit with them and feel them out. That’s where I am right now. And Hubs and I talk about it for a few minutes every day. It’s a good process discussing all the what ifs. Because if I’m going to move forward I need to do it with confidence. It will probably be a few months before I decide.
What we DID decide on was….drumroll please….we’re getting a winery license. We’re going to make wine. I’ve contracted my first ton of grapes. Of course it’s Viognier. The Heist and La Vin Volé are going to become a reality. I’ve always said that I never wanted my own wine label. It’s just inviting headaches. But this story has taken on its own life over the past decade. And it just won’t stop writing new pages and chapters and who am I to deny this story it’s own existence? Plus, I kind of like this book….it includes Hubs and I’d like to see if there’s a sequel. And also…wine. Because….duh.
