FROM PATCH TO PLATE Matthew Fort
“What about lunch?” I said to my friend Stevie. “Lunch?” he said, looking puzzled. “Yes, lunch,” I said firmly. “A picnic lunch. On the river bank.” We were going trout fishing. Now, I don’t know about you, but fishing isn’t just about fishing. It’s also about lunch. A picnic in other words. Picnics are central to summer. They’re fun, feasts, celebrations and, frequently, triumphs of optimism over weather.
