Imagine it was your last day on earth: what would your last meal be? The responses to this question from death-row inmates led Julia Ziegler-Haynes to hold dinner parties in her North Fork home for 15 guests who are more or less strangers.
Read more: Dinner As Nourishing Art from Food52 via New York Times
Not helping in my growing desire to ditch the city in favor of the North Fork.
31 … nothing’s changed.
Oooh! That light….
Warm waters, light breezes, and that stunning autumnal equinox light make September the best kept secret of Long Island.
I consider myself mighty lucky to be born at such a beautiful time of year, almost anywhere in the northern hemisphere. (See also: Paris; Napa and Sonoma.)










#northforkproblems
Another fabulous weekend on the North and South Forks: lunches at Jedediah Hawkins and the Dockside Bar & Grill, dinner at the new Blue Canoe, wishing on shooting stars in Southold, wine tastings at Channing Daughters, Shinn, and Macari, hanging out with adorable winery dogs, a stunningly perfect afternoon on Southampton beach, M.’s to-die-for duck buns at our home-away-from-home, and the invention of a meme-in-the-making: #northforkproblems. (Copyright Lori.)
When you can’t get a smile out of Aldo no matter how many times you’ve gone in.
When you show up at the Lunch Truck and they’re out of lobster rolls so you have to settle for pulled pork.
When you walk all the way down to Rocky Point and realize you forgot your watershoes.
Y’know: #northforkproblems.
I actually got so excited I set up a Twitter account: @noforkproblems. Couldn’t fit the “rth” in so we’ll also occasionally tweet about the problem of not having a fork.
Below, a few photos of the weekend, if you’d like to see….





















Kale Queens of the North Fork: me & fellow birthday girl Nancy(licious) & our $1 bunches of monster kale.
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