Did get a visit from a shooty pal in the afternoon. She and Tam and I all went to Taste, a very fine place for wondrous food. It's what happens when a couple of very high-end chefs find themselves with some spare cash and the hankering to prove it really is about the food. Um, it is.
...And on the way home, stopped at this place:
Where we enjoyed Indiana Honey-Crisp apples and apple cider! --And then noticed this happy news: H.O.G. R.O.A.S.T. Barbecue: home-made sauce, home made bread. Dished out by the farmer that raised it. Please don't let the little piggie have been sacrificed in vain: show up. Eat. Eat!