In Vino Veritas

I went to Occidental over the weekend with the explicit goal of achieving waffle nirvana. How did this happen you ask? My cohort in crime and I beelined it to a restaurant called Howard Station Café. Actually the route was more like the path a kid with ADHD would take if you let him loose in a candy store (makes me think of the onomatopoeia buzzzzz, which is just like a bee, so there you have it). When told we…

  Brad Pitt evidently owns a very large property in Provence, France (1200 acres to be precise, which is about a quarter of the size of San Francisco). He and his wife Angelina Jolie had been renting the property as a getaway for a few years until they finally purchased the property for $60 million. Mr. Pitt decided he wanted to make some killer wine, and got together with Marc and…

Today I will write about wine, just wine, no minions or woolly mammoths. I won’t bend your ear with a chapter on Interpersonal Relationships, or how I got up at the butt crack of dawn to run for five hours. In fact, I am only going to talk about wines that are less than $10. So here it goes… There was a giant ogre that lived beside a hill. Hah! Just kidding It has come to my attention that people want affordable wine…

Last week I posted a wine journey written by my sister. Here is part two.   Despite the name Okanagan sounding like something Eskimo’s sleep in, and me being more North than I ever remember, the weather was quite perfect. It was warm enough for shorts during the sunny hours and sweater weather as soon as the sun had set.     Side note from her brother: She went to Banff once (further north),…