Saturday Brent suggested we drive to Sonoma, just for fun. I’d never been there. We visited the mission and I was struck once again by how holy churches seem when they are empty. For the full value of our $2 admission (how cheap is that?), we got to walk through the mission barracks and visit General Vallejo’s house as well. After looking at all the historical portraits and photos, I think it’s time for a resurgence in funny facial hair. Just to lighten things up.
My treasure-hunter self enjoyed the shops. I did not buy $125 hand painted and really cool shoes. I did not even try them on. I also resisted the lures of numerous book shops and the delights of second-hand shopping. Art is out of my budget, but I like to look at what’s on sale and there was plenty of that as well.
Then we visited Train Town. I think Brent imagined lots of model trains and a couple of rides thrown in for the kids. It was really just a couple of rides for the kids, so I had plenty of fun, even if I did have to go on the Ferris wheel by myself. What’s not to like about a place that has a carousel and a little train to ride? I took photos, but with film, so I’ll have to post them later.
We had dinner at El Dorado Kitchen. Serious yum. Asparagus frites with aoli to share. Brent had steak, natch. I had braised short ribs with horseradish crème fraiche and truffled fries. The desserts looked tempting, but I was stuffed. Brent managed the shortbread cookie and caramel ice cream sandwiches with chocolate and caramel dipping sauces.
Yesterday, partly as a result of all that fun, I did not do very much. I got the week’s groceries, which is a three-stop endeavor. I read a magazine on the couch. I watched two movies, After the Thin Man and Persuasion. That’s it.
It was like being on vacation.