
Tonight Leslie and I will share our traditional bottle of Schramsberg Sparkling wine. This is my wedding anniversary. Fourteen years ago, Leslie and I eloped on New Year’s Eve after eight years years of dating. (There is an ongoing dispute over calculating the event, I insist that this is our 22nd anniversary but Leslie insists on not counting the eight years of dating). We always celebrate with a bottle of Schramsberg — the bottle I bought after we got hitched at Alexandria City Hall on New Year’s Eve. I used my house school ring to marry Leslie.
We are expecting 150 friends to share in Wasabi Bloody Marys) and our traditional soup: The Bowl of the Wife of Kit Carson Soup. I smoked a Turkey yesterday and will be making the soup this morning. It is like being a cook on a Navy destroyer — and I love it.
