I completely space out as I drive in from the City. Mill Valley, San Rafael, Novato, all passing in a blur of concrete.  I immediately perk up as I exit onto Hwy. 37, I begin to breathe again, the top down, hair furiously whipping my face.... Continue

I remember my first Cuban coffee.  It was a sweltering summer afternoon, the tropical Miami air clinging to my skin, the humidity heavy, moisture frizzing my hair ridiculously.  There were four men playing dominoes at a beat-up café table on the sidewalk, somehow managing to look... Continue

Winter is typically the time for Sonoma to rest, to maybe travel a bit and escape the rain, or to simply hunker down and nestle into our own homes.  For local businesses and restaurants it is a time to squeeze in a bit of vacation... Continue

It’s springtime and I am smitten with eggs.  While everyone else, it seems, is dying them and hunting for them, I will fry them in plenty of salty butter and let them drip over a slice of rustic toast.  I will scramble them with soy... Continue

If I am sick of apples then it must be spring!  It is usually right about now that, as I slice my thousandth apple of the winter, that I begin to crave some other fruit.  Any other fruit. I begin to dream of honey-scented peaches... Continue

Under the shade of several old olive trees, the warm Sonoma sun filtering softly through sage-colored leaves, I sipped a delicious, golden Carneros Chardonnay, while nibbling on a thoughtfully arranged platter of local cheeses.  As shoppers meandered casually in and out of the artsy shops... Continue

There cannot possibly be anyone who loves a ‘foodie find’ more than I do.  You know, those yummy little things that you might bypass, might breeze right by in the market, that dish you didn’t order, or maybe even that secreted away café you haven’t... Continue