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The Weekender #2


Friday Started the weekend by stopping by Sushi Teri (who’s that guy in the photo?) to pick up raw fish and rolls for the Potters, who recently had a baby boy. Our group of friends are part of a food-tree, which helps new parents by feeding them each night. Thanks to Mike Cohen, owner of the Santa Barbara Adventure Company, for setting it up. Then it was off to a last-minute bachelor party for a good friend at my buddies’ house on the Samarkand. Sponsored by beer, tequila, vodka, and hamburgers. Went late into the wee hours, ended up going to bed with mind fixed on eating a club sandwich.

Saturday Mornings after bachelor parties can be tough, but it helps when one’s significant other drops off a breakfast burrito from Cantwells before you even awake. Although the burrito was still packing my stomach around noon, I had to meet a friend for brunch at Elements, everyone’s favorite courthouse-view eatery. When my friend ordered herself a mimosa and the ahi poke salad, I opted for something alcoholic as well. I chose the Fiddlehead Pink Fiddle 2005 Rose, thinking it would make a nice sunny day beverage. That proved true, as the pink juice also went perfectly with the Chinese chicken salad. After lunch, we accepted my other friend’s offer of driving to the valley for some tasting—and a wine club pick-up—from Artiste, which is located in Old Town Santa Ynez. Greeting us was Christina LoCascio, the winery’s manager who is also semi-famous in wine circles for being the woman who paints with wine. I had done a couple articles on her and her technique for The Indy, Wine Spectator, and SkyWest Magazine, so she always treats us kindly. (And she’s just a nice, normal, cool woman too.) The rest of the afternoon and evening faded into a wine-soaked barbecue, sponsored by many bottles of red wine, a 12-er of Pilsner Urquell, and some French champagne.

Sunday With plans to head to San Luis Obispo for a travel story write-up on Sunday night, I made the most of the day by playing tennis at San Marcos High School with some friends. Then it was onto SLO’s Apple Farm, which I was covering for an upcoming travel issue of The Indy. The hotel, located on that stretch of motels on Monterey Road about a mile from downtown, proved quaint, nicely decorated, and, since I was in a suite, quite luxurious. Dinner was had on the San Luis Creek in downtown SLO at the tasty Grappolo, where I washed my veal wrapped with cheese and asparagus down with a Domaine Alfred 2003 Pinot Noir. Breakfast came to the room in the morning in the form of juice, tea, scones, muffins, and yogurt with fruit. Good way to start a Monday.



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