On Sunday, we started with a morning run. That would be the lovely personal personal trainer and I.
Tommy kept an eye on the what corkscrews were remaining in the collection after he went through the corkscrew case a third time. It has been spectacular the last few days on the island. The air has been crisp, and it is obvious fall is in the air.
After the run, there were some chores to be done, one of which was preparation for a small group dinner. Pasticciata con Salsa di Funghi does take a bit time to make. This would be accompanied by filet mignon on the grill, but the pasticciata did indeed take a little prep.
With the pasticciata taken care of, and corkscrews having been rifled through for the seventh time, we headed off to brunch at Salt.
Mimosas for some of the party, a bloody for me, and a glass of French chard for the lovely. After brunch, we took a brief drive to another part of the island, and reminisced about the various times Tommy had been to the island.
With more prep work needed for dinner, and a bit more corkscrew deals to make, we headed back to “Vinohaven,” where after a bit of cleaning up, and sous cheffing, we ended up out on the deck enjoying the day–accompanied by some rosé.
Chatting about this and that, we kept an eye on the time, to ensure we started the charcoal in time for the filet mignon.
At the appointed time, Mark and Carol (the lovely sister in law and her husband) arrived with wine and salad, and in short order it was time to put the finishing touches on the steaks, and pull the pasticiatta out of the oven.
Following dinner, and a few bottles of wine, we moved to the living room where ultimately Tommy and I would make yet another corkscrew deal. He had picked a couple more corkscrews from the case, and I offered up some very old Syroco catalogs.
A great evening!
This morning, we got up fairly early and while the lovely personal personal trainer was personal training, we packed up Tommy’s treasures, and got the car ready for our drive to Portland.
And, after the lovely’s return and some goodbyes, we headed off for the boat. After a fairly long errand, to August and back, to retrieve our car that was in the shop, we were off on another adventure. Destination New Hampshire!
Now, New Hampshire is actually past Portland, but knowing that we would have a little time on our hands, I made a phone call to a friend in New Hampshire that collects corkscrews. We have made trades in the past, and while Tommy has never met him, he knows his son.
So, zipping down past a myriad of antique stores (not stopping at a single one) we ultimately made it. And, over the course of the next hour and a half, stories were shared, corkscrews changed hands, and a good time was had by all.
Tommy did end up buying a few (12 to be exact). And, I sold a few, and came away with two. An interesting Henshall type, and an nice tin Haff patent corkscrews which is identical to the one that I auctioned off at the ICCA AGM in August.
Pictures of these, and others from our adventures to follow.
Tonight, we are headed over to Local 188 for dinner, and in the morning I will take Tommy to the airport. A great visit, and while we only hit two antique stores the entire time, there were indeed a lot of corkscrews!