Yesterday was fun, kind of like the good old days. Ray and I went to the Farmer's Market briefly. Sarah, of Gymnopedie, was doing a cooking demo, and I wanted to talk to her about desserts. She didn't seem particularly intenrested in having me make things for her, but she did encourage me to opoen my own place. As usual, we saw people we knew, including Will and Valarie T., with their son Alex, his wife, and their baby boy, Sebastian. Valarie was completely besotted about him. It was fun to see them.

I met up with Becky and Janna and Janna's friend Beth who just moved here in the last year. We went on the Tour of Kitchens, which is a benefit for the Georgia Children's Chorus. We got to see Lee Epting's house and many others. One really wonderful kitchen had Peter Dale doing a cooking demo of cucumber gazpacho. I like him a lot, so unassuming and pleasant. After all 9 houses, we even stopped at a real estate open house. Martha Henderson is still selling houses, I guess. This one had 5 or 6 bedrooms on three floors. I did not walk up any more stairs at this point, giving my ankle something of a rest, although it really did fine. I hobbled along with a cane and got lots of sympathy, even a ride on a golf cart at one point.

Then we ate at Harry's Pig Shop. I had a BLT croissant amd water. Then we went to Talbot's. I was pretty restrained, buying one pair of jeans on sale. Most of my jeans are now for gardening, so I thought it was good to have a "good" pair. Ray and I came  home and rested up for a bit. He went to feed the pigs.

We drove back to town and met the same people for dinner, plus husbands, at Farm 255. The menu has changed, there is a new chef. Becky and I had excellent mojitos. The salads were very good too. Ray and I had burgers and fries. Boring, I know, but there wasn't much on the menu that we wanted (and they cost half as much as some other entrees). It was all good, but not as out-of-this-world as I would like. The chairs are uncomfortable and it was God-awful noisy in there. Like many trendy restaurants, it was built in a salvaged old brick building with high ceilings--very cool and all, but not so good for chatting with the people at your table. Also had to wait in line for the rest room--even the men's! The rest of the group went to watch the bike race, but Ray and I stayed to split a flourless chocolate cake and then walked to our car. It didn't seem like I should subject my ankle to standing in a crowd and watching bike riders I didn't know or care about whiz past.

I fell asleep during an episode of wheel of fortune.