Whether alone or with a group of friends, I loved going to release parties in wine country. Belonging to Ram’s Gate in Sonoma and Silverado in Napa gave me ample opportunities each season to party. Continue reading Rams Gate & The Fremont Diner
The skies clear after a while, as I savor one bite after another. Summers in the Bay Area — especially in the city and Marin — are different than summers anywhere else. Mark Twain knew it best when he reminisced about his coldest winters. Turns out, he never claimed the San Francisco summers were cold. Even if he hadn’t, he would have been right. Cold or hot, bright or not, my balcony in Marin always invites deep thoughts by Jack Handy…. “What if you could see your whole life from start to finish?” Continue reading Hotdogs and Vino for the Win
ld have noticed the storm clouds threatening the past hour. What it didn’t know was that I love the rain, the bigger the storm, the better, and in many ways, more romantic. I was alone on this particular afternoon. At the last minute, I decided that I wanted to pick up the Spring shipment of my wine from Silverado. That’s what can happen on any given Sunday in the Bay. Wine country is always an option, whether you have a reason or not. Continue reading Silverado & Ram’s Gate
I love meeting new people. So it was that a couple happened to be standing next to us at Silver … Continue reading Strangers in Wine Country
I decided to attend church on this particular Saturday on this particular weekend sans my periodic Sunday Mass. However, this … Continue reading Robert Plant at BottleRock
I found myself transported back to a long table on the greens of Artesa Vineyard & Winery, the same place … Continue reading Dreaming of Artesa
Secret of My SucCecil 