[Cream Style Block Island Honey from Littlefield Bee Farm, Block Island, R.I.]
A mainstay in my kitchen cabinets since I was around 9 years old. Gone in every cup of tea so far this winter; comforting in the most sincerest meaning of the word. Ok, I’ll be frank… it’s spent more time on top of microwaveable nuggets, but that’s neither here nor there.
I’m such a believer in Littlefield Bee Farm’s honey and its power to summon good feelings, I found a way to incorporate it into our wedding ceremony:
…and gave a jar to each guest as a favor:
[Photo courtesy Zofia Photography. Sorry, I know I’ve posted this puppy before. Newfound relevance.]
Because sweetness dissolves off the tongue, and memories will fade. I felt obligated to tend to their forgetful palates, first and foremost.
And to stoke the flames on those BI memories, you’ll have to indulge me… oh, man. Block Island is truth.
One day I’ll get back to Block Island—hippie out, work for the Nature Conservancy or something, be a regular at the Yellow Kittens Tavern. In the meantime, you can pretend you went and taste some of the fruits of her terrain—place an order and stock up on the Cream Style; it’s the best.