Last night, we got together with our foodie friends, Nicole and Lan, for an evening of Bees and Burgers. Campagnolo supplied the burgers while Nicole and Lan supplied the bees…
Apparently, they picked them up in Portland (or had them shipped from Portland. I’m not sure how it works). They keep them in the above-pictured box in their backyard (as opposed to their bedroom which would have showed TRUE devotion).
The bees gain access through a small hole. I stepped up to snap a close-up but was warned the bees were irritable and didn’t like people getting too close. Like Kanye. So I had to snap this one from a couple of feet away. Akemi, on the other hand, was taking no chances. Despite being outfitted in full beekeeping regalia, she steered well clear of any possible encounter.
I, for one, was looking forward to sampling the sweet stuff – but was informed I would have to wait until next year. Next year?! I thought bees were supposed to be industrious!
Anyway, in addition to checking out the bees, we also got to visit Nicole and Lan’s house which is a mere five minute walk from our house! Coincidentally (?), they will be moving at the end of the month, deterring any future we-were-strolling-by-and-thought-we’d=drop-in visits.
Having worked up an appetite checking out the bees, we headed over to Campagnolo on Main Street for their famed burger. They are served upstairs in the casual bar area (sssshhhhh. It’s a secret!).
Peter, the bartender, was our affable host and was kind enough to introduce me to a 12 year old Pappy Van Winkle – the smoothest bourbon I’ve ever had. I’d love to get my hands on a bottle but they always sell out the second they’re shelved. Anybody have friends/family in Kentucky who happen to be close personal friends of the Van Winkles?
Yes? No? Buzz off?