A Day Filled with Fruit
Ahhh...yes, it was a fruitful day.
Got up and ran my 7th day in a row.
Okay. It was only 1.25 miles.
It was supposed to be 1.5 miles but I stopped at the coffee shop on the way back which made it only 1.25 miles.
But I got out there.
Then I wired money to the bank's attorney for the closing tomorrow.
Joe and I finally found a notary to sign the power of attorney papers - the first four we looked for were on vacation. The same week. There should be a rule that says that notaries in any given town must coordinate their vacations so that business can continue. Sheesh. We had to go to St. Helena. This particular notary took forever and charged us $40! But what can you do?
Finding treasures can take a little effort. I asked a few people about Charbay while in St. Helena. No one had heard of it. Called their 800- number and found out a placed called the Wine Cellar had it retail, and it was just around the corner on Main Street. Went in, and lo and behold, there was the Uncut and Unfiltered Charbay Whiskey on a shelf. The label is handpainted and baked on.... I mean, it's the least they can do for a $315 bottle of whiskey. We got Amanda on the phone. Yes. If we were not her best friends before, we really rate right up there now! They also had a 20 year Hirsch. She got so excited that he talked to the guy who worked there and had an extended conversation with him. Amanda is a happy girl!!
ACK! Joe is my HERO Joe goes back into the wine vault while all the Amanda stuff is going on and brings back a bottle of wine! ACK! It's the one that my father gave me about 10 or 12 years ago to show me that wine (especially RED wine) could be good. It's an '82 French Wine. It's so french that I can't even remember the name. He remembered the label that I gave him about 9 months ago and told him, "I've been looking for this wine for almost forever." And here in Napa Valley we find a treasure of a wine from France. Chateau Pichon Longueville Comtesse De Lalande, Grand Cru Classe, Puillac. $425. EGADS! $425??? Uh.... hmm.... GAWD!!! Joe plops it onto the counter and says, "of course we have to get it." and then walks back into the vault. ACK! I am a happy girl. It's a bit pricey but what price can you put on the memories of the man who raised you, who taught you to drink scotch and drink it well, who used an expensive bottle of wine to teach his immature and irreverent daughter that not all wines are bad and who patiently taught you how to live life well. How much? It's priceless. And Joe plopping it on the counter there was no question that my search was over? That was doubly priceless. So, I must have done something right to have merited this... We will drink it before we leave Napa. It's perfect. It's out first vacation together (Joe and I) and it's in the middle of a valley surrounded by hills and mountains, grapevines and vineyards, good food and good wine, which my father would have loved. We will toast to each other and in my heart, I will toast to the memory of the man who made me who I am today, and to the man I am with now who will shape me into the future.
Lunch was at Cindy's Backstreet Kitchen. I had a lovely Groth Sauvignon Blanc, 2002. We split the Backstreet Fry consisting of lightly fried okra, sweet peppers, onion slivers, and calamari cooked to perfection, with a side of spicy remoulade-ish dipping sauce. Then the Rare Ahi Tuna salad on a bed of shredded cabbage, peanuts, red peppers, young sweet pea pods, with a sesame wasabi dressing. This was all followed by the Lemon Velvet Cake in a Blueberry sauce and a cappuccino. I can't imagine being this full from salald.
Then to the California Old Faithful Geyser and the Fainting Goats. Saw the geyser spew forth twice. Saw the Fainting Goats that did not faint for me. Sad, but true. Then to the Petrified Forest. Those trees are BIG! And there are more of them in the hills that bury them. I guess after 3 million years or watever there is a lot of dirt covering them.
On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at the Graeser Winery for a taste. Yum. Another small batch winery. We adopted a grapevine. When that vine is harvested we will get a case of wine from the grapes of that vine. We took pictures on our way out. There was a dog on the porch. A big ole Great Dane that barked his welcome at us. Then when we left, he was barking again only he was too lazy to get up. He barked while lying down straight on his side. I didn't know that dogs could do this.
Dinner was light at Checkers in downtown (literally the one-light Lincoln Street) Calistoga. We had Anchor Steam Wheat Beer, a terrific half portion of Greek Salad that we shared (enough for two people and terrific dressing), and a 9" pepperoni and mushroom pizza. It was quite good! I guess that shouldn't surprise me.
Back to the hotel to rest. I am so tired and I cannot for the life of me fathom why! Tomorrow morning, I am due for a facial and a massage. Ahhhh... I can't wait.