But since she's grown accustomed to the Euro lifestyle, we took a trip to Napa so she could pretend she was still over there. (I also had some tickets to Copia that were about to expire. Free stuff is a powerful motivator.)
Despite its potential for total cheesiness, it turns out Copia is a great place to spend the afternoon. They have some modest but interesting exhibits about wine history, a display of groovy eco-friendly art, and a creative restaurant. But my favorite part was exploring the pretty and tasty Edible Gardens next to the main building.
I had color film in my camera for once, so here's a little tour:
garden sculpture
self-portrait with chard
wild cherries
a pomelo in hand . . .
garden sculpture encore
the ultimate almond
still life with pomelo, text, leafy green
canopy joints
the other kind of flower
chard parade
which country are we in again?Then we wandered to the next town over for our promised "decadent but unstuffy" dinner. Props to Martini House for the private deck seating and the wild mushroom tasting menu—but that's not their logo above. I was trying to take a picture of the cool silver wheelie thing in the shop window, but there was just so much sunshine, it didn't work out.
Here's to unintentional portraits of ladies on the move—
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