The Blissful Place

There wasn't an exact moment I could tell you when it happened. Sometime in between having Justin's dad over for dinner back in September and sharing Thanksgiving with good friends this little farmhouse became a home. We've slowly hung more pictures and salvaged old furniture, brought in and warmed the house with an old wood stove, baked delicious pies and burned Thanksgiving stuffing. Schöne Vida has become a comfortable place for friends and, soon, family to gather. This is a place where we eat dinner at the table together every night, something I realized I took for granted growing up, but completely enjoy now. The plates and glasses don't match and we don't have a couch yet, but that fact seems to make it bit more special. Schöne Vida does not judge where you came from or what you're wearing (although it will likely smear some dirt on your shoes or jeans as a parting gift) and it is not pretentious. Moreover, the door is always open to loved ones who want to drop in; it's a true country home. Being here makes me excited about the year to come. Hopefully we can make more traditions and enjoy more wonderful food with the ones we love. Happy Holidays!