I stopped to buy a barrel from this person a couple weeks ago, even though- what the hell do I need a barrel for, I practically live out of my car- but there was no one around so a photo had to suffice.
I really just wanted to donate $15 to this person, get their story on why they were pulling out all the stops to go to London. I would have liked to post a photo of their face here. You know I fully support wanderlust and adventurers. I love someone who has no shame and just goes for it. Why not? I hope you made it across the sea, stranger!
…or are you just happy to see me?
I walked past this ride last night after fun times in the Mission in San Fransisco:
Yep, the car and gondola are all spray-painted silver. (Smiles and daydreaming of rat race…) I just can’t get enough of funky culture and the ridiculous blast of surprises around every corner in city neighborhoods.
Here’s to never leaving your camera at home and unplanned nights out wandering with my old high school pals.
Here’s the photo of my new little tube of Chicken Poop lip balm as promised:
Chapped lips? Never! You are no match for what the chicken poo can do!
I didn’t ask permission to post this picture of my friend (the one and only JW) from Halloween 2008, but somehow I think he’ll laugh when he sees it, so no real need to ask permission. I absolutely crack up when I look at the pictures I took at his house party that night. This was the classic JW chow-down as he was finishing off a pan of chili. I have a video of him dancing with the jailbird suit and rainbow boa too. Lets just say I’m saving that for his wedding reception.
Here’s to friends that never fail to crack you up. Especially boys dancing with boas.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
I took this photo a few weeks ago when I was at a roadside farm stand in California:
This was that scene that got me missing those homemade Vermont Apple Barn hot cider doughnuts. I haven’t stopped thinking about them since. I do have to say there are few better places than the VeeTee during fall. All the foliage and those spots to get apple-infused treats? YUM. I’m so thankful I grew up as a country kid there. This is the first year in 32 I didn’t see New England foliage at all. Looks like I’ll have to make a date with The Apple Barn for next year. There’s no way I can go two years in a row without those doughnuts!
If you’re ever making your way through Massachusetts up to Vermont, stop at this place. You’re sure to leave stuffed and smiling.
As promised, here is my video of the crush some friends and I happened to walk into:
The guys that were managing the crush walked over and gave us some of the grapes to eat. Once you’re fortunate enough to nosh on some of these incredible little fruits fresh off the vine, you’ll never be satisfied with another grape again! This action was all happening last night at Merryvale in St. Helena, California. I snapped a photo of one of the many bins of grapes too. The photo didn’t come out great, but I wanted to give everyone an idea of what goes into those delish bottles of wine we all love:
I felt like jumping in!
While I type this I am sipping on some 2006 Petite Sirah from Swanson Vineyards. Yum. After my stay in the Napa Valley during harvest season, I will forever have a higher appreciation for wines I drink. I take a bow to the brilliant winemakers of the world. The devotion and patience it takes for them to make their magic is beyond impressive. What a fantastic experience it has been for me to be here during harvest season 2010!
I did some office work for a lawyer in Saulsalito last week. It was interesting and different thing to throw in the mix of my recent professions during my stay in California. I’ve been a baby sitter, a house sitter, a dog sitter, a bartender, a lawyers assistant, financial organizer, home organizer and a will be spending the rest of my days until I head east working at a couple different wineries. All very sporadic, but welcomed and help me to scrape by until I land something full time elsewhere.
When I was working in the gorgeous little city of Saulsalito, I had lunch one day at a joint of a spot with yummy Asian food. I had to take a photo of my plate because this was the most odd looking friend egg that topped my meal I had ever seen:
I also went to a place for coffee called Taste of Rome. Oh my fantastic. Tried and true cappuccinos here. I didn’t nosh on anything, but this little sidewalk, open air cafe’ would be the first place I’d hit up if I was in the mood for Italian eats and treats. One of the most fabulous things about California is the fresh food that you can get, around every corner. Restaurants, grocery stores, roadside farm stands, ahhh….you know I love that. Even with the odd looking eggs!
…and stories I still have to share. What a journey it has been…