Tomorrow some friends and I -- plus Dave, of course -- are heading to Sonoma to have dinner at the French Laundry. Eating there has been on my list of pointless accomplishments for awhile now, and, incredibly, things worked out to make going there this weekend possible.
Posting may be light, as there will be a lot going on.
And to all my friends in the bay area, apologies for not reaching out, but trying to add social calls to an already jammed up schedule was beyond my capabilities.
And this time, as the saying goes, I'm just here for the food.
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