Our little trip to the North Fork was picture-perfect.
M.’s been going out there for a few years, so he knows all the best farm stands. Summer came late this year, so field-grown tomatoes are just coming in now (we brought some under-ripe ones home with us, to gorge on over the weekend), and blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries of all colors are on display to tempt a happy, boot-ed lass.
Oyster Ponds Farm, a small son-and-dad company, sells the very best berries. (The dad explained that selling the glorious fruit his son grows is his “retirement job.” He looked to be having just about the best retirement you could ask for.) We came back three days in a row, and brought no less than 6 little cartons home with us!
I especially loved a little stand next to a field at a quiet bend in the road — no one was in sight, just crates of sun-warmed tomatoes and vegetables with prices listed. There was a box for money in the cooler nearby. Wouldn’t it be grand if we could always operate on the honor system?
Of course we also made time for some wine-tasting. The best vineyard is Shinn Estate Vineyards, which you really must visit if you can. The husband-and-wife team, who once owned restaurants in Greenwich Village, not only make fabulous wines, but also have a lovely inn with a reportedly excellent breakfast.