No wind, but Puget Sound was lovely. We saw seals and dolphins and played slalom with a ton of floating logs. Now we're tucked away in Port Townsend, preparing dinner and waiting for more guests.
Christmas Dinner: smoked turkey, wet brined, coated under the skin with a maple bourbon herb butter and rib rub mixture, the skin brushed with the same in melted form. All the bits and some mirepoix...
The fire is going and the stockings are beckoning! Discerning eyes will notice the stockings for Spring, Strut, and Belle amongst ours and the ones for our guests: yes, we treat our guests just as...