"School bus tripped out as a kitchen. A small team of interns and a master chef assembled for the summer. Local farmers who offer up the bounty of summer. A table set for 42 with white linen, vintage Limoges, wild flowers, under a stream of small lights. Cocktails with small flowers. Goat cheese from Margaret's 8 goats. The promise to cook from the bounty of the field the table is set by, knowing that the menu will change as the wind blows. The site of the dinner’s performance after everyone had disappeared into the night, packed up like nothing ever happened. The only evidence being a full stomach, new friends, memories of a feast, compost as beautiful as a Jackson Pollack, and some pictures that I took.