Eily found morels in the garden at the cottage. We sautéed them with butter and meant to top our pasta with them but the boys were gobbling them up from the pan.
Another meal we were lucky enough to enjoy on the new/old outdoor table. Old because the wood came from a previous cedar arbour. New because my dad and i put it together the May long weekend, with only a few minor adjustments needed afterwards. But heck, i learned to use the chop saw.
To make a day 