On Monday, Hairy and I went with my pal Margaret, her hubby, and her dad, to Napa Valley. Her hubby is from Houston and had never been to wine country before, so Margaret asked if we would like to accompany them and have dinner.
I won’t bore you with details, but we were starving, missed our tour of Rutherford Hill, and ended up eating nuts and berries from the Mondavi gift shop to stay alive.
But the weather was perfect, the company was delightful. All in all a nearly perfect day outside. We ended up on a tour at Mondavi and tasted some vino. I do not like wine. I think it tastes like bowling ball cleaner and dirt and twigs. But I tasted a white, a rose’, and a red to play along. I enjoy the adjectives used to describe red wines like “insistent” and “muscular.” Sounds like a dude from Jersey Shore! “This cab sauv carries notes of dark cherry, thyme, and The Situation.”
We had dinner at Bottega, which Hairy was curious about since we see Michael Chiarello on Top Chef Masters a lot. However, it seemed from the menu that he is not even the chef there anymore? Regardless, the menu looked tasty. The best part was dessert: lemon curd with zeppoli (little Italian donuts)!
Before dinner, we walked around this shop called Napa Style and I fell in love with vintage metal stepping stools and clear sea glass blue jars for drinking cups. If we ever make it out to the Alameda Antique Fair ( the next one is during Renegade! poo!!!!), I will def be on the look out for fun treats for our house.
(oh, p.s. in the first picture, I was testing out a pose I stole from my Aunt Vivi. I saw an old photo of her from her early twenties, and she had the most awesome cheezy poses! I worship her skillz! I need to find more old photos so I can learn from the master.)