summer picnics

All good picnics start with the perfect basket (and chilled wine)

All good picnics start with the perfect basket (and chilled wine)

Why is it that the mostly-beige contents of your fridge feel so much fancier when wrapped in brown paper, popped in a picnic basket and eaten under the shade of a tree? Or is it the chilled wine accompanying the bread and cheese that artificially make them seem so? Either way, sun, sandwiches, Saugvinon, and sitting on a pretty picnic blanket, you'll find no complaints from me.