Isn’t it funny that a restaurant would choose smooth jazz because they think it is the least offensive format out there, the one least likely to offend anyone, when it is perhaps the most offensive type of music to us. “Suzanne’s”, on the eastern shore of Seneca Lake in the heart of the Finger Lakes, has one the the best salads I have ever had, a mix of greens from Muddy Fingers Farm in nearby Burdette with goat cheese, roasted beets, candied walnuts and Bachelor Buttons on top. The dressing was light as a feather, probably spritzed on the salad. The perfume on the woman sitting behind me conflicted but that’s being picky. To get things started the chef made a small fruit cocktail with cubed watermelon, cucumber and lively goat cheese with cherry tomatoes, red onion and fresh dill. And for dessert we had a glass of port from nearby Lakewood Winery. We drove down there for our anniversary. I counted license plates from eight different states in the parking lot.
I have no idea what kind of gun this Mennonite girl has in her hands. I didn’t even know she had a gun. I was standing on the shoulder of the road, taking a picture of this cute little, newborn calf (click photo to see enlargement) and Peggi said, “That girl has a gun” so we took off.
Terry Gross did a beautiful show devoted to Charlie Haden.
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