Except for Billy's.
It's true, I don't really know much about Billy. Except that his tomatoes are pretty much the best. Ever.
And Billy is a complex guy. There's more to him than just tomatoes. Arugula. Peaches. He's does incredible things. To a Goat Cheese and Cherry Tomato Flan.
Last night my friend Pam and I had a long overdue date with Billy at one of our favorite haunts, the Boat Street Café.
Billy is much loved all over Seattle. His tomatoes and organic produce--grown on a farm in Tonasket, Washington--are a rite of summer. And if you happen to miss them at the Farmer's Markets, you can always depend on Boat Street to have Billy's on the menu.
And from the Lillet Martini...
To the first bite of pâté...
To the last bite of peaches, cream and cornmeal biscuit, it was the perfect summer meal.
What could be better on a summer evening than a little girl talk in such a happy setting? With so much fantastic food? (Sorry to leave you at home with pasta salad, Mr. H!)
But Billy, I don't think I'm done with you yet. I'll be looking for you in Ballard this weekend...