I'm still in California -- all over the place actually from San Francisco, to Napa, St. Helena, Rutherford, Yountville, Marin, Sausalito, Oakland, the East Bay, Vallejo and Palo Alto.
When I'm in Manhattan, and swept away by the chaos and excitement of living in such an energetic, enigmatic and culturally stimulating mecca, I forget just how much I love The Bay Area. It's peaceful, calm and relaxing, but most importantly, while it may not have the *history* of New York (San Francisco's history only dates back to the 1840s), it is the city that maps out *my* history. My life from birth to 18. The Haight Ashbury, Mission Street, Golden Gate Park, Baker Beach, Twin Peaks, West Portal, Glen Park, The Presidio, Fillmore Street, Pacific Heights -- all these places contain memories, moments, stories and feelings that have made me the person I am today. And to be able to share a piece with that with a person I love -- the person who is my future -- has been a really special experience.
Here are some photos--
Cocktails at Silverado Country Club

Asia de Cuba at the Clift Hotel

Wine Tasting in the Napa Valley






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