I was akimbo in the vacation preparations; left alone with all of us girls (minus Mete) and feeling uneasy. I satisfied this imbalance by baking some square French-bread loaves dusted with Parmesan cheese. They came out super in comparison with my expectations. We ate them on the ferry with Monterey Jack cheese, almonds, and diet coke (our childhood staple). A wondrous start to the Island!
Even with Fath there, we managed to have a relaxing afternoon on the beach. Waves crashed and wind beckoned, but as soon as we spread our towels Nana insisted that it was lunch time; tuna and tomato brought from home, in a pocket thang.
There is a village of Gingerbread houses in Oak Bluffs that thousands of tourists flock to each year, and just outside the main circle is this little church that has weekly crabcake dinners. Nana was rearing to go, although we found out on the walk there that she "never likes crabcakes" and was just going to try a bite of ours. HA!
Mete and I split a dinner; they came quite wonderfully with sweet potato fries, cole slaw and lemonade. They also had the option of hotdogs for the faint-of-heart (of which Nan & Pup fortook).
Moth, Beak, Mete and I went on a one-mile hike, which was prefaced with much whining and second-guessing, but it turned out to be quite fun. Gusty winds accompanied us along the way, and we were as happy as ever to come upon the worn siding of the tiny Bite in Menemsha. Every year we get fish sandwiches here; I got mine with tomato, and lots of sand from some kiddies on the beach.
After a tiring day at the beach, we stopped at Morning Glory Farm for lunch. I had some ginger-flavored lamb's milk yogurt, with an apple and this delicious Asiago loaf.
Close to one-pound lobster rolls at the little church in Vineyard Haven. I swear they love these more than God...
Raspberries and beanpods from beloved Mete's apartment in New Bedford. Our pre-ferry lunches were packed in a rush, and these were a very thoughtful ending.
My dearest Nana and Pup's 60th freakin' wedding anniversary is coming up, and it so happened I had arranged to meet her for a rare lunch at work. In preparation, I made these scones with some scrumptious fresh raspberries. 
