Thursday, I walk into work and hit play.
Head to the kitchen and start some garlic cooking with some amish roll butter and fill the whole tasting room with instant delicious smells. I dance around on the way to check the messages then back to adding more components to the soup - onions cooked until they release their sweetness, add Jacob's cattle beans from an organic farm up the road along with other simple ingredients to make the base of my white chili stock. I arrange white roses for the bar. I put down all the chairs, wipe down tables, look outside at the rain trickling down the grapevines, run outside to cut some rosemary, and lament for a moment not getting garlic in the ground. There's still time. I come inside, check the weather, check out an online portfolio of a local artist who might display here in Feb., then make myself a sample of the sandwich special. Delicious! Needs a mushroom, white wine sauce and I personally like colby jack, but swiss might go better with mushrooms.

I can't believe it's one week before Christmas! Where did the time go? As the year rounds out, we're about sold out of our delicious off-dry white, Locomotion. That might be my stocking stuffer while we still have some left.
The weather looks like this is the warmest day for awhile... and we might have a white Christmas Eve. It's odd that December isn't acting like December. This year has been nothing but rain. It seems appropriate that through the winter it continues to pour down on us instead of snowing. I guess I'll take that over freezing sleet rain anytime.

Anyway, now it's time to make the mushroom sauce for my swiss roast beef sub and then work on the pile of dishes that's growing. This is after all, very hard work. ;)