A couple of weeks ago, when I was at the Point Reyes Station farmers' market, our favorite garlic and potatoes purveyor, Peter Worsley, dropped a sly hint. We had asked him when was the last day of the season for this sweet little collection of farmer/vendors. In telling us it would be the fifth of November, he added, "There will be a special guest; you should come."
How nice. We speculated: Alice Waters, to reinforce the idea of buying locally and seasonally? Joan Baez, to sing in the tiny entertainment tent?
"Can't tell you," said Worsley.
So, tonight I'm watching the news, and — jeez, I won't draw this mystery out much longer. (And I apologize for three posts in one day.)
It's going to be — oh god — The Prince of Wales (Chuck), and The Duchess of Cornwall (Camilla).
Press. Paparazzi. Royal gawkers. Security.
Thanks, Mr. Worsley... But where am I going to park?
Oh, hell yeah, I'm going.