This was 2009 or 2010. Ingrid took this picture of us in the foyer. You can see the front door behind us looking out into the front yard.
Late last night as I was hauling the recycling bins out to the curb, I couldn’t help but think of all the great times those empty wine bottles represented. The star of the recycling bin had to be the Stags’ Leap 2008 Petite Sirah which we had for Judy’s birthday.
Last year I was in Sonoma with friends Lois Cadwallader and Nancy Meserve. Along with visiting wineries (how could we not?) We visited Muir Woods. nancy chose
… almost nothing. It’s just that I actually have some knowledge about both those things. I worked for Phyllis for two years back in the 70s when she was in her heyday. I also happen to have taken several courses on wine and am diligent about doing my homework. You betcha! So we can talk about Phyllis and we can talk about Zinfandel. We can talk about travel (how about a trip to Paso Robles wine country?) and about taping television shows. Oh .. and what DO Phyllis and wine have in common? Just this: Phyllis drank gin with champagne. A bartender in Toronto dubbed that drink a Killer Diller. Let’s talk about wine and let’s talk about Phyllis!
One day on the way to work, the radio DJ had one of those call-in contests: “What percentage of households in the United States own a cat?” Well, I immediately realized it was a trick question because nobody owns a cat! Since you are reading this, you most likely share your home with a cat — or several. For many years I had A (single) cat, but somehow in the past few years, I seem to be accumulating them. They keep moving into my house. I don’t invite them — they just show up and demand entry. The most recent is Lop Ear — so named because, well, see for yourself. He was the neighborhood stray for a number of years, and finally settled on my yard, my patio and (eventually) my living room as his chosen abode. He’s a really sweet guy — at least to me. If he could figure out… Read More »