Last Sunday Chris and I went to an Alzheimer's fundraiser out at Book's Family Farm on Hwy 99. My co-worker, Dina, was part of putting it on and sweet talked me into buying tickets for the event which was basically a wine and food tasting extravaganza with live music. Horse-drawn covered wagons greeted guests at the parking lot (where the old pumpkin patch was) and escorted them to the back of the main ranch house when the festivities were located.
I mainly stuck with water since nobody brought any sweet whites, only an occasional rose. Our favorite food was from Leon Bistro which is a pricey restaurant downtown (about 2 blocks before the Senator theater). They were serving a half a tortilla topped with shredded pork in peanut sauce and a vinegary cucumber and cabbage slaw sprinkled with crispy rice noodles. It was fantastic! Another co-worker, who does the sourdough baking classes at her home, was also there with bread and dip samples. I tried to buy a loaf of bread from her, but she wouldn't hear of it and just gave me one. Yay for friends with edible talents! We had a blast because it was a group of older, well-behaved attendees versus the stoned pimps and pirate hookers we had to contend with at the brewfest. We take any chance we get to wave our canes at punk kids these days.
So, what do you do when you wake up at 8:00 a.m. and it's already hotter outside than inside? A whole bunch o' nothing. We spent some time this morning at Barnes and Noble with a Venti Cookie Crumble Frappuccino to cool our heels and Chris did a little bottling followed by a little brewing (a new, mint flavored mead).