La Free Day at La Farm - Cary

One Thursday, two careerwomen tried to enjoy their day off.

Me: Soooo...what do people do when they don't work?

Bobo: I don't know...Let’s be ladies who lunch?

We ladies lunched at La Farm. It was amazing. A sweet, rustic French country café with all the simple staples and a few fancy favorites, just an hour-long lunch was vacation enough for us. We ordered the things we just couldn’t resist…after we restrained ourselves from sampling the entire menu.

Bobo: Sooo…we’re pretending to be ladies who don’t work, right?

Me: Right.

Bobo: Sooo…are we allowed to eat or are we supposed to be watching our figures?

 

It didn’t matter. My Proscuitto Asparagus Tartine was too good not to eat. The menu description makes it sound like a hot mess, but it ends up more like a masterpiece. The asiago parm bread is moist without being soggy, the proscuitto is a salty savor atop a chewy mess of mozzarella. Olive tapenade adds bang for your buck, artichokes with balsamic drizzle add some sour to the sweet. Creative combinations that balance each bite brilliantly. 

We finished lunch. It didn’t take long.

Me: So now what?

Bobo: I dunno…what do women do when they don’t work?

Puzzled silence.

Lunch was a great start, and we figured out the rest pretty quickly...it only took half an hour of heated discussion...which was a little sad. In the end, mani-pedis and retail therapy were added to the agenda but not before we devoured the sweetest, lighter-than-air Salted Caramel Macarons, possibly the only thing sweeter than a girly day off.