After Christmas #1 in Detroit, we hopped on a plane for Christmas #2, a country Christmas in Charlottesville, VA. It truly was a country Christmas, as we stayed at my brother and sister-in-law's house in the Blue Ridge mountains, which is nearly 200 years old.
My sister-in-law Jackie, who blogs at midwayfarm.blogspot.com, was actually the inspiration for "Motoring Forth." I figured if she can maintain a farmhouse that dwarfs our bungalow, chase around an adorable one-year-old, put dinner on the table, and still find time to blog, so can I!
The country Christmas involved chasing around our aforementioned, and did I say adorable?, nephew Tucker, eating like kings, a few runs in blissfully temperate conditions, and much more chasing after Tucker. In fact, that's mainly what we did because he is just that adorable.
One night we managed to pull ourselves away from Tucker to indulge in an absolutely decadent meal at the Clifton Inn, thanks to Jackie's generous mother. With watering mouths, we sat at the chef's table in the kitchen and watched course after course pass from the stovetop to the tabletop and straight to our welcoming stomachs. Matt actually had venison in a chocolate sauce. I can't say we thought about Tucker too much for those two hours ... the food was just too amazing.
That last bit made me laugh. It's like, "Kids of my own? Yeah, I want kids of my own. But until I have them, I'll be enjoying the chocolate sauce!"
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