Starting my journey at the marina where San Pablo Bay and the Petaluma River meet, I rode up Lakeville Hwy from the Hwy 37 Junction. The countryside has farms with cows, sheep, goats, horses and a miniature horse ranch. Among all this are vineyards. These are winegrowers who work intelligently with the terroir to provide the best material for winemakers to work with.
The thank you list of people who were generous, hospitable, kind, open, and honest is long indeed. I know this: These brands and these whiskies will forever be near and dear to me after the time I spent there.
4:30 AM Wake up. Perform the Triple-S. 5:00 Kiss my wife and baby goodbye. 5:01 Kyle [GM of Wingtip’s Bank of Wine & Spirits] picks me up and we drive to the airport. 5:30 Eat crappy breakfast food in the international terminal, even though we are only flying to PDX. I guess Oregon is another country.
Edinburgh is a majestic city. While most of my time was spent at legendary distilleries, I kicked off my trip in Edinburgh, and boy was it amazing. We stayed in a hotel three blocks from the castle in old town. The streets are beyond cobblestone. They are old, and I mean older than our country, or at least they feel that way. Everywhere you look feels like you are in a postcard from the Middle Ages.
A few of our favorite Father’s Day gift ideas for the guy who taught you how to shave, golf, grill, and tie a four-in-hand.
Candy-colored cars… hand-rolled cigars… wabi sabi architecture… okay, we’ll shut up and let the photo roll do the talking.
Meat London: An Insider’s Guide Edited by Tom Howells With an introduction by Thomas Blythe Black Dog Publishing Now and then you hear a London-bound traveler mumble something about “such a beautiful city, but the food’s so dull and heavy.” Leave it to a book devoted to meat to negate their argument. Sure, Meat… Read more »
Art and music are a big deal in Cuba. In fact, if you want to become “wealthy” by Cuban standards, your best bets are art or music, and of course, there are a small few talented enough to make that happen (unfortunately, Simon Cowell never created “Cuban Idol”). Our Sunday in Cuba started with most… Read more »
Of course no trip to Cuba is complete without a ride or two in an old American car. They are everywhere in Cuba, but some are obviously much better cared for than others. We took a cab ride down the Malecón from Old Havana back to the hotel in a 1952 Chevrolet (pronounced “shev-roh-let” by… Read more »
I knew I was going to like Havana when, at breakfast, there was a gentleman wearing a pink, linen, long-sleeved guayabera with French cuffs. After breakfast, we took a walking tour of Old Havana that included –not at my request but I certainly wasn’t complaining– a stop into the Conde de Villenueva. I probably visited… Read more »