Black Pepper & Thyme Old Fashioned Cocktail

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.

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Pheasant Confit for a Wintry Gathering

I find so often with the slow, intentional labors of love, the pieces start to fall into place and exceed even my obsessive planning. This gathering centered around a bird. Beyond the decision to confit a bird (a first for me), I felt a different sort of reverence for this bird. I didn't just pick up a plasticized cut of meat from the neon-lit cooler. Our friend waited in the cold (this is one part of hunting I do not understand), hunted this bird, plucked its painterly feathers and [mostly] cleaned it (Josh, you could have been a bit more thorough, but we'll allow it). We foraged winter branches, berries and greens from our dog's happy place, which became a centerpiece backdrop for the pheasant feathers. We set the table, dimmed the lights, and the dining room felt pleasantly small and cozy as it brimmed with friends new and old and laughter.

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