But some days, it really does seem like you're living in a pastoral. On one of those days, a gentle breeze (even a zephyr, if you're lucky) will waft the scent of fresh basil into your nose, and your goat farmer friend will insist on giving you a 60 ounce tub of fresh chevre. Not like the fresh chevre you buy at the grocery store, or even the farmers market: The chevre that was made from this morning's milking. Good, raw milk chevre.
On one of those days, it's best to keep dinner simple. Mound that cheese in the middle of a plate. Hopefully you have some fruit: Cantaloupe and and figs are perfect. Strawberries would be good, too. Add some proscuitto. Grill some crusty bread. Eat outside, while you watch the clouds turn from dusky rose to brilliant pink. Never mind the bugs.
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