Requisite couple picture by the bay bridge.
San Francisco, CA // March 2013
I did some serious research prior to our trip. Combine the fact that I’m a *bit* of a planner + having a group of 5 people + being in a world-renown region for eating + trolling some of my favorite blogs….left with a pretty detailed eating itinerary.
We arrived in SFO, dropped off our bags and went straight to Zuni Cafe. The doorman at the hotel said ‘be sure to order the chicken’ when we told him where we were going.
Best advice ever.
You guys, the chicken? I can’t quit thinking about it. It takes 60 minutes to prepare, served over an Italian bread salad with a warm champagne vinegar. I seriously don’t know the words to describe this meal - i’ll just tell you that if you’re in the SF area this is an absolute MUST.
To be honest, we could have ordered one chicken and split it for the table, but we ordered 2 and never looked back.
Jet-lag + sunny afternoon + 2 glasses of rose wine + an entire chicken = chicken hangover.
With 4-8 inches of snow on the horizon, I’m doing whatever I can to remind myself that Spring WILL come. Currently reviewing pictures from CA.
Ferry Building Farmer’s Market // March 2013
It’s already been about 2 full weeks since we returned from our trip to San Francisco / Sonoma, and it hasn’t left my mind for a second.
I want to tell you about the beautiful wedding of our dear friends Liz & Patrick, and how I’ve never seen her look so happy. I want to tell you about the food, oh the food, that we stuffed ourselves with along the way. I want to tell you about my new found, full-blown obsession with uber (we don’t have it in Columbus YET). I want to tell you that the weather reminded me that spring will eventually come, even thought it feels like it’s on a slow track here in Ohio. I want to tell you about the wine tastings and tiny vineyards. About our driver James who was a vineyard manager for 30 years and knows everyone in Sonoma County. I want to tell you about the square in Healdsburg that is questionably real.
I want to tell you all those things, but for right now our little MacBook has 0 space to upload my photos and I’ve been too lazy to actually transfer some over to the TimeCapsule (#firstworldproblems). So for now, you get this picture that I e-mailed myself from my iPhone of the golden gate bridge.
Stay tuned friends (assuming our MacBook doesn’t explode)
Why is that when you’re at a wedding, looking all dolled-up and dancing with your husband and the professional photographer comes up to get a snapshot, you immediately pull your drink up to your chest as to ensure that it get’s squarely in the picture to an un-cropable position?
Or is that just me?
Brollier-Knott Wedding // January 2013
A Tribute to the 325 // Danny in some weird jacket, totally typical
A Tribute to the 325 // The Annual Holiday Luxury Party, here in 2009, when DPC caught a last minute flight from Chicago to join us in the celebration
A Tribute to the 325 // The meet-up spot, here before our trip to Mt. LeConte. We’re just outside of Cincinnati