This past weekend was a blasty blast. Gabe + I spent the whole weekend together, complete with a party, yard sale hopping, garden grilling, bike riding, UNO, Korean BBQing, and a trip to Sonoma for brunch + hiking!
Friday night we went to our friends' house for their son's 2nd birthday + his cousin's 5th birthday = a ton of people: kids, family, friends, etc. It was fun seeing all the kids with their party hats on, playing with their new toys, and the guys huddled in the kitchen, keeping in close proximity to the beer-stocked cooler.
Saturday we had blueberry muffins + coffee for breakfast, then hit up the good neighborhoods for their yard sales. We didn't find anything really worth sharing, except a food processor with all the original attachments for $2.50! Oh, and a vintage leather Kenneth Cole satchel for $3.00. I guess those are worth sharing. Mid afternoon is when people started packing things up, so we headed home for a late lunch using goodies from our garden {tomatoes, squash, zucchini, herbs, cayenne peppers} and from others' gardens {tomatillos, herbs, fennel}, plus Parmesan, feta, cheddar cheese, kalamata olives, BBQ sauce and flour tortillas to make garden pizzas on our pizza stone on the grill.
In all seriousness, this place is now my favorite place to eat in Sac. Gabe + I have been excited to try Korean bbq and soju ever since watching Zane Lamprey on Three Sheets in South Korea. Did any of you ever watch this show? It used to be on the Mojo network, then moved to Fine Living, but we only watched the seasons on DVD. It's the best travel show on television. Anyway, this restaurant was like party central + we can't wait to gather a big group of friends to go with us next time.
Sunday was just as fulfilling. We drove to Sonoma Valley and enjoyed an amazing brunch at the girl and the fig {one of my fav restaurants!} of eggs benedict + mimosa for me, and steak and eggs + coffee for Gabe. In the photo our server took of us, I somehow came out looking four times larger than Gabe {the wrong angle maybe? hopefully?}, so I will only share with you the photos I took of our plates. Much safer.
Poached eggs are my new favorite food. And I believe I will eat anything that is covered in hollandaise. Good hollandaise, that is. And trust me, this was good hollandaise. After brunch, there was no way we were in any condition to just start hiking, so we strolled around town for a bit. The square was packed with people, ducks, and limos. On a Sunday? Really?
That male mallard was so perfect, he looked fake. We must have taken a few dozen pictures of these ducks, but when a dude came up next to us toting pro camera equipment, we took our leave. {Note: I'm asking for a nice camera + lenses for Christmas. Cross your fingers I get my wish so you'll be able to look at better quality photos on my blog}.
The state park Gabe picked out for us to hike was about a twenty minute drive from Sonoma's bustling center. The drive was surprising in that one minute we went from passing well-kept farmhouses on dry acreage to custom homes nestled in lush green foliage. It was insane. Gabe kept asking, "What do these people do for a living?!" I wondered the same. And also wondered if we could weasel our way into becoming best friends with a couple of them. Possible, yes. Likely, no. The most surprising home looked like an impressive replica of Frances Mayes's Bramasole in Cortona, Italy.
Wow. If you lived here, you wouldn't need to go on vacation.
Just up the road from this home was where we stopped to hike at Sugarloaf Ridge, to a place called Bald Mountain. The trails were a combination of lush greenery providing ample shade and stale hot sun-drenched spots where temperatures were a good 10° hotter than in the shade. We hiked for a few hours, although, thanks to my asthma, we didn't make it to the top of Bald Mountain, but we did get a good view of it and understood the reason for its name.
It wasn't so much the exercise that piqued my interest, but rather the breathtaking views and gnarly tree- and lizard- sightings. The only sounds around us were the rustling of leaves as the lizards hid, the nearly dry creek, and gun shots from a yonder shooting range. The gun shots definitely broke our peaceful enjoyment of our natural surroundings, but admittedly added a jolt of excitement.
Upon returning home, we grabbed the dogs and headed over to Gabe's dad's house for a cousin playdate, since we were taking care of his two dogs while he's on vacation. They swam, play-fought, swam some more, and wore themselves out. We stopped by Blockbuster on our way home {yes, they still exist} and picked up three random movies. Couples Retreat starring Vince Vaughn turned out to be surprisingly good. New York, I Love You was good, but not as good as Paris, je t'aime, which we own and really enjoy. We finished both before passing out, and have yet to watch the third movie we rented, 9 by Tim Burton. We both are big fans of Tim Burton, and something about October puts me especially in the mood for his artistry.
If I would have elaborated on each meal and movie, this post would have ended up ten times as long. Did I mention the hollandaise? I believe I did. I'll stop there. How was your weekend??
1 comment:
sounds like a fun weekend. you had me at those pizzas!
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