Honestly, that's a more consistent go-to with visitors than any restaurant. Sometimes we grab sushi on the way. Or pack our own little picnic.
More than once I brought a little backpacking stove and heated water and made delicious pour-over coffee.
The art of conversation while reclining on a picnic blanket and propped up by own elbow may take a lifetime to master. I'm here for the challenge.
1. order takeout
2. pack some creature comforts
3. find a good spot (one in which you can watch a kid fish with his dad or a bigger bird murder a small bird in cold blood)
4. read stories to each other or tell jokes
This one is simple. Picnicking is the number one activity I will be seeking out this summer. I want to be outside, lounge in the sun with my friends, graze on snacks, and visit local farmers markets in between to refresh and get a change of scenery. I also really want an excuse to embody Jane Birkin with her signature basket bag.
touching grass, blades between toes, dappled shade beneath the trees, reading a book or quietly painting or people-watching or picnicking with a friend...babes, there is nothing like it
this is worthy of celebration: the lack of video—autoplay video, noisy inane video, panicky video, algorithmic, dumb video, rabbit hole video, any video—on pi.fyi is a good thing
