Every once in a while you have to chuck the elitist foodie aesthetic, and just get an ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins.
The family is off to the Garden Isle. I've got a copy of The Curse of Lono, and some Jack London. We'll see if we can't cure some fish and make some rillettes. And fish tacos lot's of fish tacos. I'll be back in a couple of weeks.