Orange Crush

Every time we take a walk around the neighborhood, my mom is on a quest to find as many citrus trees as possible. As I mentioned before, my pa says it's a sickness. But this morning, we found a new tree we had not spotted before.

That's in addition to the lemon tree we ALWAYS walk past on our route.

Although our tree is not as productive as these guys, my mom checks the lone lime every day. Soon this tree will be planted in our yard and will grow enough limes to make margaritas year-round.

Sundays in Savannah

This afternoon, we broke out the Fiat and drove over to the Telfair Museum to check out their new exhibit, "Modern Masters from the Smithsonian." Afterward, we were craving Savannah's finest pizza from Vinnie Van Go-Go's.

Vinnie's pie is New York-style, thin and crispy, served by the slice or by the whole pizza. They also serve calzones and spinach salads with a wide variety of toppings. A word to Vinnie's virgins, however: the pizza is best eaten in the restaurant, not taken out, and they accept cash only.

Although my grandfather once said "you can't eat atmosphere," the ambiance at Vinnie's should be savored along with their culinary treats.

Sunday Morning Coming Down

Nothing says Sunday quite like having The New York Times delivered (I read Frank Rich first, then the weddings in the Sunday styles section) and a lazy, full breakfast with mimosas. This morning, we made a frittata (and by we, I mean Peter).

Today's concoction included free-range eggs from Life is Good Farm, spinach from my garden, cheeses from Sweetgrass Dairy, onions, garlic, oven-roasted turkey, red potatoes and brown beech mushrooms. Talk about a welcome treat on a cold fall morning.

Don't worry. Even though Sadie looks pitiful, she got breakfast at the regular time, too.