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The Weekly Newsletter |
Menus and Stories for December 15 - 19, 2008
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Sometimes a great notion... |
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I got so caught up in feeling blue that I put out a special notice about a special dinner last week, sent it out SPECIALLY, loaded up your mailboxes and all, and neglected to include the date. Ha!
I got a lot of calls, a lot of, "hey bozo, did you notice?" and "um, did I MISS something?" and "we want to come - but when IS the special dinner?"
The special dinner's date is Saturday, December 20th. We'll start at 7pm. My sister will be here, leading some singing. We'll have a nice time. We have taken a whole bunch of reservations but if you'd like to join us, do call. I hope we can fit you in.
And if you cannot make it, we're going to have a monthly "Dinner and Comfort" meal starting in January. We might have music or poetry or story telling or a cooking class or something. But we'll do these once a month. Stay tuned.
The menu for the 20th is: Here's the menu: At the start: Elsie's Shrimp Tempura with John's Dunk Sauce Artisanal Cheeses First Course: Local Winter Squash Soup with Crisp Onions and Shaved Parmesan Cheese The Main Course: Beef Wellington (or a vegetarian alternative) Potatoes au Gratin Elsie's Tomatoes Seven Seasonings Garlic-Roasted Brussels Sprouts Cheddar Biscuits The Sweet Finish: Molten Chocolate Cakes with Crème Anglaise Wine or Sparkling Cider will be included with the meal. The price is $50 per person (+ NC sales tax). To reserve please e-mail laurey@laureysyum.com or call 252-1500
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Santa came to visit |
In the middle of all sorts of everything the other day, the compressor in our deli case kicked the bucket. And, wouldn't you just know, it missed the warranty period by ONE MONTH! ARGH!!!!
Anyway, our repair elf, singer extraordinare Gil, who is a spitting image of Santa came by to see what he could do. Seeing him is a cheerful thing, though he was not able to work his magic on our machine, alas.
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The creative spirit prevails |
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When you come into our cafe, the first thing you see (normally) is our deli case filled with all sorts of deliciously tempting foods. But, no compressor. No deli case.
Rising to the occasion, the shopsters took the day's offerings' signs, stuck 'em in the empty deli case, and spiritedly described all the options to a steady string of visitors.
Turns out the deli case is not going to get fixed until the middle of next week. This gives us a chance to hone our powers of description even more! Come see. And give a shout of praise to the most clever bunch of front-of-house folks ever!
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Dinners to go for this week |
Dinners come with a freshly-made green salad, salad dressing of the day, and made-right-here bread of the day. We take reservations until noon or so.
Please order by phone (252-1500), by fax (252-0200)or stop in to speak to one of us in person.
Dinners are ready at 4:30 and can be picked up until we close at 6:00 pm.
Monday December 15 Fried Chicken with Collards and Spoon Bread 9.95
Tuesday December 16 Beef Empanadas with Jalapeno Corncakes 10.75
Wednesday December 17 Golden-crusted Tilapia with Gremolata 11.75
Thursday December 18 Meatballs with Tri-color Tortellini 11.75
Friday December 19 Crabcakes Remoulade 13.25
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Special casserole of the week |
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We make a special casserole each week, usually on Wednesday***
Order before noon and we'll have yours ready to pick up between 4:30 and 6:00 that very afternoon. (Yes, you can order in advance too.) Order a full for 9 portions or, if your gang is smaller, opt for the half-sized one, which serves 4 or so.
Say, we'll happily make a salad and provide bread for you if you like, just let us know when you call and we'll get you all set up.
Here's this week's offering:
Wednesday, December 17
Spinach Lover's Lasagna
Full: 30.00
Half: 15.00
*** We know how surprising it is to get a call saying company is coming. The kitchen gang, anticipating this for you, makes extra casseroles all the time. Basically, whenever we make one for an order, we make extras and stick them in our freezer. Ask one of the shopsters and they'll tell you what we have.
AND, given a day's notice (most of the time), we can make special casseroles just for you. Want one of last month's specials? No worries. All you need to do is ask. Sound good?
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Hot and made to order |
Here's one of Chris's made-for-you omelets. (Gosh he's good!) These are available any morning. We have bacon and local sausage; cooked-to-order eggs (any style); muffins, scones, breakfast burritos, and quiche.
Oh, and our french toast is made with our baker, Marty's, made-right-here challah.
Today Chris made challah french toast and stuffed it with cheese and fruits. Another special today was a poached egg on a crab cake with remoulade sauce. I highly recommend you coming here for a quick, delicious breakfast. The tables get morning sun, the music is gentle, the kitchen buzzes, and all is good. Trust me on this one.
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I LOVE caramel! |
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Okay, true confessions here. I'm not wild about chocolate. (Weird, I know.) Fortunately for you, Emily (who places the orders) and Adam LOVE it, as do many others. We have a grand and fun assortment of chocolates - many things for you to try.
AND, better than that (in MY opinion) is that we have a bunch of caramel things too. These, for instance, are from The Hammond Candy Company, a family-owned place that has been making candy for many years. You might know them for their candy canes and ribbon candy and lollipops. Well, they make terrific caramel too. These fit nicely in a stocking hung by the chimney with care... (know what I mean, stocking-stuffers?)
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Some more chocolate for you |
Lake Champlain, my very favorite Vermont chocolate company, makes the bars and squares and hot chocolates and coins and things that we have. These, festive boxes filled with their truffles, can be found on the big green table in our shop.
And, even though I prefer caramel, these are pretty darned wonderful too.
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A Note from Laurey |
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December 13, 2008
Hiya,
What a beautiful day it is here. The shop is filled with sun. The streets are filled with folks visiting the craft market across the street (and then wandering in here for lunch). The windows in the café here are filled with my glass, Sky's sparkling ornaments, Lauren's gift pins and cards and other things. As I write, a table full of Morris Dancers (they do old English dances with bells tied on hoops and garlands) sits outside my office, finishing up their lunch. There has been a steady stream of people in and out all day today (here it is, 1:30 and I'm still trying to write my note).
Last night I was at my favorite place, a home in Brevard where, for the past 15 years, I have cooked for the family's company Christmas party. 15 years is a long time. Together we have seen each other grow, change, adapt, develop. Things this year are quieter than they usually are so these gatherings are taking on a more special tone. Guests are more appreciative, more filled with gratitude and appreciation for each other. It is palpable.
On my way home from the party, one of my favorite little holiday traditions, I get to drive past roadside Christmas light displays. I like them, the gaudier the better. But my absolute favorite is the house with about 300 gallon milk jugs that border their entire property. Each gallon jug surrounds one colored light bulb. From a distance this border glows and describes the fence line, the property line, the line to the front stairs. It is only close inspection that reveals the source of the glow. I like thinking about how much milk this family had to drink in order to have this many jugs. Lots.
Last week I had the amazingly extraordinary experience of seeing a documentary film about Jason Crigler, a musician who had a horrific brain injury about 4 years ago. The film shows footage of him, completely paralyzed, barely out of a coma, going through excruciating months and months of rehab. It is almost impossible to believe that anyone could make it through something like that but, as we audience members had been told he would, Jason himself came out at the end of the movie and actually played and sang and answered questions. He is doing very well and, if you hadn't seen the movie, you'd never suspect anythng was different about him at all. It was a remarkable evening. His father, who went through it all with him, was here too. I, along with everyone at the film I think, left at the end, stunned, humbled, moved. Deeply moved. Love and a whole lot of work conquered some Herculean obstacles. Nothing like that to lift the blues. The movie is called Life. Support. Music. Google it. See it.
Also, this week I had an exchange with a mentor of mine about "economic downturns." His approach, refreshing to me, is to plunge in, believe in yourself (or your business self) and try not to cut corners or panic, but to carefully and intentionally do things better. I have been feeling very low but these things this past week, miracles of survival and glowing milk jugs and self belief are helping turn me around.
I work with wonderful people. I have love and life and light. All these things prop me up and I will do all that I can to help bring light to my little tiny place in the world that, right now, seems surrounded by places that are hard and dark. I really do believe we will all get through this time. And I really have faith and trust that we will come up with new ways of doing things and that they will be better and we will get there together.
Thank you for joining me on this journey. Thank you. I'll be in touch next week.
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Pedro and his cookies |
I taught a class here a couple of weeks ago, a very fun afternoon filled with teenagers and tiny little kids too. The teenagers mentor the little kids, which I think is a very delightful notion indeed.
We made apple turnovers and decorated sugar cookies. Pedro tucked his extras into a bag to take home. When they left, little sparkly cookie decorating things graced our tables and our floors, not to mention the t-shirts of the kids. One little girl, named America, lent a beautiful perspective for me. I think of her and Pedro and the big and little kids and am very happy that they were here in my kitchen for what might have been their very first Christmas cookie decorating experience in our country.
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