'Serge.' It was so beautiful, we had to name it.Serge was loved.
Cook A, Dane. Pie maestro. He had made beautiful, beautiful stuffed mushrooms... portobello with four cheeses, shrimp and some kind of sun-dried tomato. All gone within 15 minutes. Here, he is adding to a salad.
Cook B, I forgot his name... Gasp? There were so many people, I couldn't keep track of them. He cuts like a pro. Worked as a sous chef.
A few hungry people!(Andrew, Stephanie, Gill)
Not one, but six glorious pies. Pumpkin 1 and pumpkin 2 (different recipe), vegan, apple, pecan, and, lastly, the cheesecake. The cheesecake was very unique- entirely different from what I've had in the past, but in a good way. But by this time I had gone over my limit, and had discovered a whole new dimension to my stomach. We had the usual Pinot Noir and Riesling with everything.
Paige. Hello my love.Before this, I was on the island.
On the left: the Biosphere. On the right: entrance to the rose garden.
Like all good things, the Biosphere needs cleaning.
Like all things, roses soon look nasty.
Montreal.God, I'm full.
