I go to a restaurant and I want to eat in peace and not be thrown out so I give my kid my phone. Later I find many, many photos on my phone that I delete. But sometimes there is a gem. Perhaps I should an curate art show. “Shots my kid took that were actually good.” I bet, you have found some good ones as well? By the way… Who puts Venetian plaster on a ceiling? When you travel as we just did, you do go to restaurants more than at home. So it’s good to have your batteries charged. The ones in your phone, for your human battieries, you get out of town. But, when you are watching the dollars, HOW? We did a couch surfing through California trip. It helps if your friends live in cool places. Our first stop is with the Abascals at their Vines of the Marycrest winery. Victor family knew my family so when our kids play we are gazing upon a third generation friendship. They live in Paso Robles and we speed up the road so we could get to the town square in time for Paso’s first concert in the park of the summer. I love this picture, except I’m not sure why I have my hand like that. Perhaps my hand wanted more wine since it’s pointing in the direction of Vic’s winery. We are Culver City kids and he planted his first vines on our hill at the top which is called Marycrest Manor. Objectively, the wine is great and I’m a wine snob. You can’t find it in stores unless you live in Paso, so order some! We use to serve one of his reds, “Heart of Glass” at Campanile when it was, well, you know… open. The most recent vintage of Heart that I tasted has a great smokey taste to it. Now, in general I’m not a fan of California wines. I tend to like the taste of old world wines more. More restrained. Victor has found the balance of restraint with the fruit flavor we get from our California reds. Plus, his rose’ “Summertime” is so good I bought a case and passed them out like Johnny Appleseed as host presents to all those who put us up for the night. Another reason my first stop is his place. I’m a white wine nut, usually French whites, which, I use to be surprised by, are often cheaper than California whites. I like the dry, crisp, mineral nature of them. However, once again Culver City boy has made a white I love. Appropriately titled, “At Last”. You can see he likes music. None of the overly fruit, buttery Cal syrup I can’t stand. Goes great with fish, cheese, the leftovers I’m eating right now standing in front of my fridge. Oh, we’ll skip that. I love the dry air up in Paso there and we walked the vineyards before hitting the road to San Fran which has cold damp air that I don’t love. All 26 acres was covered in almond trees and Victor took them out himself. So, you could buy some crap wine that has the muscle to get into a supermarket, but why? Often for the same price you can buy quality stuff from people who don’t have the marketing budget. Please, don’t tell me there is good wine at Trader Joe’s. There isn’t. Back in the car the next day.. if I’m not driving I watch a movie with the kids. “Nanny McPhee” is good. Guess Rex had seen enough. There is never enough time to see all the friends I want to in Nor. Cal. I lived there for 12 years. We had expensive dinner in SF. It was good, largely seafood, but I was surprised at the cost. No wonder I cook at home more often than not these days. The problem is where to source good ingredients. My local markets fish, eh at best. I just got ground beef that was neither smart, but certainly final, the final time I buy meat from them. I digress. We save on a hotel though.. a friend left the keys to her SF pad for us ( she was in Tahoe). My kids were so charmed by the small balcony and little back yard. I think Rex started to go nihilistic urban I tried to explain that this was a good amount of space for the City, but they didn’t care. They perched themselves on the tiny metal balcony and watched people go by. Time to head back to the country…. ( Next post)
back to school is almost here!!
Crap, where is Vivien’s water bottle?
Our trip was a success. The kids and I raised our game and did better than we would at home. This is how I hide my dirty clothes, muffin top and general filth that occurs after 6 days of travel. This was our last day visiting the great hall at the Awhanhee hotel.
homes to us aplenty.
Yosemite area was great. We ( hopefully) dodged the deadly mice poo and they loved being in nature. We spent one night at the Evergreen lodge ( loved), and one at Yosemite Lodge. Room was okay, great to be by the river, but the cafeteria breakfast, blech, awful from bad lighting to the no seasoned eggs. Glad my husband wasn’t there for that. Thankfully, Uncle Mark and cousin Lily were there for much needed pillow fight.
We met up with my sister Cecily’s family there for Cec’s bday. Once Aunt Cec arrived I Rex discarded me like yesterday’s newspapers. He was a great traveller and poor guy got car sick on the way home. Yes, his new car seat was washed pronto. Yes, he did partially vomit on my face.
They did finally say, “are we ever going to stay in one place more than one night?” No, sorry, we gotta keep moving.
The laundry is large and I had to get the car detailed when I got home, but it was worth it. Now, I’m planning lunches, labeling things and looking forward to a blow out tomorrow after drop off because there are twigs in my hair.
I hope they are twigs.