While listening to th 60 + mile an hour winds last night, my wife and I sat down to pork loin orginally scheduled to be pan seared and then finished in the oven with a Balsamic, honey, rosemary and garlic glaze, Frances felt that it should be grilled in the Florida room by flashlight, the glaze being brushed on. Accompanied by left over rice and cold peas, the loin was declicious as was the Rioja. I had forgotten what a great match Rioja is for pork.
Prior experience led me to decant 2 hours earlier so the wine had ample time to open. It was one of those synergy meals where wine and food come together and in the case of the Rioja somehow exceed expectations.
It is a meal I shall repeat under more favorable conditions at a later date.
All well here, the Oleanders will probably recover from the radical surgery I applied this afternoon our willow which almost went with Charley fared well with its new trimmer look, and four ropes are now assuring a little discipline in a young elm tree.
Life is good. I hope we hear from my southern neighbors on the board soon with tales of successful hurricane fighting.