We lucked out with a perfectly stunning day, weather-wise, and a wonderful group of guests to gather around the table. After a welcome cocktail and tasting room tour, we walked up the hill to a the barn full of barrels of aging whisky, where the table was set outside the open doors of the cask room. The entire area smelled like whiskey due to the legendary “angel’s share” of evaporated spirit hanging in the autumn air.

Right on the razor’s edge between summer and fall, Cape Cod is in full splendor. The fireworks of the Forth of July are a distant memory, replaced by hydrangeas bursting in vibrant shades against the whitewashed sides of clapboard houses. On a sultry, sunny day right at the end of the season, we welcomed a wonderful group of guests from across the US to the water’s edge at Wequassett Resort for a Supper we won’t soon forget.