moving forward

This weekend we headed up to Keene to help the Sig O's grandparents move into their gorgeous new home. The house itself isn't new, but is recently renovated (save for one garishly wallpapered bathroom: bright pink poppies on a pistachio green background! Too awesome). It's a lovely colonial revival deserving of a spread in House Beautiful. It was a chaotic but productive few days, and it was a great feeling to be able to help out.

We enjoyed a Saturday night in downtown Keene (all six blocks of it) by performing the ultimate going-out ritual: the decrescendo of class. From arancini and wine to nachos and margaritas (both classic AND the kind you put whipped cream on) we sampled a little bit of everything. And let me just say the obvious here: a couple of twenties in Keene takes you MUCH farther than the same amount in Boston. C'est la vie.