Tricia sparkled with her wonderful energy as we walked through the crunching leaves,
and met Dan at the monument, where he was waiting with his usual delicious food—
this time, veg sushi with a brilliant dipping sauce (that I sneaked extra spoonfuls of).
Tarikh biked off to find a corkscrew, and we unwrapped my picnic supplies for the occasion: quinoa with squash and harissa, rice noodles with pea shoots and mung bean sprouts tossed with the Momofuku ginger-scallion sauce, which shared plate space next to Dan’s hand-rolled sushi.
It was a day to savor and to wrest the final dregs of summer sunshine, but also a day to embrace new skills—
I am happy to note that all of our picnic was gluten-free (gfree, in common parlance) food, a personal goal for me since I met Dan this spring and learned about his impressive food that is within these parameters.
And we all embraced taking a few hours away from work in the afternoon, to laugh and talk about what the rest of the year might bring… (prediction: likely some wonderful things for these talented three friends of mine…)