After an attack by the most annoying, rotten birds ever that stole all of the food (not even kidding) while we were setting everything up, we put the chef’s vision together on the beach for a little picnic. And then I ate all the pancakes. Tell me that little seating arrangement under the umbrella isn’t calling you with a glass of wine (or several) and a good book. If there’s Brie, then that’s for me!