More on the culinary and less on the writing, today. As far as actual output is concerned, anyway.
To wit, the kitchen produced: lamb meatballs, in a thick tomato sauce, with plenty of garlic and mint. And leftover pan-seared asparagus; and some of the ahi and wild rice for lunch. And a precious, hoarded bottle of Former Boss Man’s basement 2006 Pinot Noir (Nuit San Wogga Wogga, decanted, of course). Oh, the yum, it was off the charts.
On the writing front: lots and lots and lots of discussion; no word count to report. But hey. It all counts, doesn’t it?
Jak returns north tomorrow morning, early. It was a lovely visit, and I look forward to many more fruitful collaborations in the future.