For most of my life, I have been drawn to rusty, faded, chipped and tarnished vintage collections. I've been drawn to the stories of these imperfect objects, to the lives they have lived. New, uniform objects that roll off assembly lines have always paled in comparison to the character of vintage collections.
Saying santé reminds me to take a first sip mindfully, to appreciate the farmers, vintners, or whiskey-makers and all the folks who enabled me to take that sip, to enjoy my meal and restore my spirit. So to you, my friend, santé! I hope you like this Sgt. Pepper's Old Fashioned as much as I do.
Someday, when we can hold hands and hug, and pass plates to each other, I will indulge my craving to eat my way through Italy. In the meantime, I'll make simple pastas with big flavors and try to appreciate the lessons of Italian cooking. I'll continue to be grateful for the lessons of this time, for resourcefulness, and for the difference a little lemon zest can make.