We had lots of time to just hang out on Nantucket during New Year's weekend. It was sooooo quiet and peaceful (OK, dead, as the kids would say), so beautiful, with the decorated and lighted Christmas trees lining Main Street and greens cascading out of window boxes, and not too chilly -- although our walk on Sconset beach didn't last long since the wind was howling and Bernard got soaked in a game of chicken with Alex. The LaFarge home felt so cozy and so conducive to reading books and playing games, which we did a lot of. Boggle and Scrabble were the main board-game attractions and Barak O's book was the most popular read, then Ann Rand's "The Fountainhead" and John Holmstrom's book on miraculous healing. Alex kept to his training schedule, running about six miles each day on the Madaket Road bike path while N&N shot hoops on Owen's fancy new court. B and I got our exercise walking into town and in and out of the few shops that were open. (Vis a Vis is having a great sale!) We enjoyed a couple of meals out -- lunch at the Brotherhood and New Year's dinner at Arno's on Main Street, but we mostly cooked simple fare at 88 Vestel. (We were tempted to try Oliver's fresh, local venison that's falling out of the freezer, but the pieces were so huge -- and our littlest ones so squeamish -- that we took a pass.) Nick crashed early on New Year's Eve (as we'd hoped), but the rest of us stayed up to toast the New Year.
We capped off the weekend with a visit to John Young's lakeside home in Plymouth and a memorable New Year's Day lunch of black-truffle risotto, duck breasts, mesclun salad, and decadent chocolate cake.
Thanks again, Nini and family, for opening up your home to us! We LOVED being there.
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