Though I could use a couple more hours of sleep, this has been a great weekend. A fantastic Speak Easy night included. We had the most pleasant guests; spent hours at the table, eating, drinking and chatting. I have learned that wine is sometimes named after a lover, Sugar Babe. Understand now, that chicken liver paté does taste incredible when homemade, but at the same time, it does look gros in the making. Part of the deal. And I am happy to have found out, that tax inspectors can have an impressive knockledge on Whiskey and adore all things tasty, from deep down of their hearts. It is simply the best, when people proof those silly preconjunctions wrong and surprise us. Honestly, we all have them. For tonight an impressive dose of jelly bats are waiting in paper bags to fly out, into the dark. Not a bad start for a Monday either.