Do you ever feel just stupidly lucky? I do. All. The. Time. I'm not really sure what I've done to deserve all the amazing good fortune I've had. So, when my friend Nathan called me up a month or so and asked if I'd be interested in doing a bit of photography work in trade for a weekend at The Inn at Langley, I got to experience yet another one of those moments, and sent a big Thank You to the powers of the universe. The Inn at Langley is very high up there on one of my favorite places in the Northwest. The town of Langley, on Whidbey Island, manages to hit all the quaint buttons without actually turning sickeningly sweet. There's a good coffee shop packed with as many locals as tourists, a natural food store that you can poke around in for hours, two weekly farmers markets within a stones throw, and a thrift store perfect for cheap-os like me who aren't into paying antique store prices. But when I think of Langley, I think of The Inn. It was just over two years ago that I first experienced one of Matt Costello's seasonal dinners. Matt is the General Manager of The Inn, but most people know more about his kitchen prowess. The Inn does 3 (sometimes 4) single seating, prix fixe dinners a week. Everyone sits down and eats the same thing (dietary restrictions of course are respected) at the same time. Matt starts each dinner with a brief introduction about the area, the producers, and which seasonal ingredients went into the nights courses... sometimes including things he's foraged himself or that are brought in from the herb garden.