scoob and I can just keep the party going here

I don't have time for a full recap of our perfect meal, but here is a shot of me in front of the fire where they grilled the lamb. You may be able to tell from my expression that I'm a little bit excited about everything.
And here is the outfit I wore, which was just right. I think the zebra would have been great for the weekend, but I would have felt overdressed in it last night.
I don't know how people could ever be blase about that food, but places like Chez Panisse help you to understand why California people act like they do. You know what I'm talking about. You guys, I bought sheep's milk yogurt last night, which was right next to the bottles and bottles of raw milk available for just anybody to buy at the grocery store. How could they not feel superior to the rest of us?