Stephanie Stiavetti is heading back to the west coast today and we wish her well. Last weekend I treated her to PB Boulangerie Bistro,
because, frankly, a food writer should not visit Cape Cod without savoring delicacies from its best restaurant, don't you think? We had the mushroom risotto and the new swordfish entree. Both were yummy. Boris told us the cooking classes will not be starting as soon as he had hoped, due to complications in creating a test kitchen in the basement. There were hearts all over the dessert menu, and we tried three desserts. Yum! Sebastien served us champagne. (Merci, Sebastien!) The room was packed. In fact, there were so many requests for reservations that PB had to open up the deck over the weekend, with the heaters turned on full blast. (Talk about success! It's February, for God's sake!) Before we say good-bye to Steph, here's a vignette I wanted to share with those of you who have not been able to catch a glimpse of her fabulous purple hair: Huge mounds of snow everywhere. More snow falling. A small front-loader is moving snow in front of the school across from my Cambridge house. Suddenly, out the window, I see purple streaking down the street. Actually, it's Steph, who has dashed out to intercept the front-loader and is asking the driver to remove the snow blocking my driveway, pushed there earlier by a plow. He actually did what she asked! Just to say, Stephanie is good at what she does, which can be just about anything, I discovered. I will miss her. But, Wellfleet worked its charm, so chances are she'll be back ...
