I am writing under the influence of much Grenache, Chateneuf-de-Pape, T-Vine, Alban, et al, so I will not be clear. Be clear on that at least.

Yet another great night, but I have to get up to pack and get on a flight.

More importantly, the goodness emanating from the steps of city hall in San Francisco is enough to make everthing okay.

I was at yet another wine dinner tonight, but only three of the five of us could attend, and still we spent well over three hours cooking, and what a night, what a night. The last hour I spent playing “Michelle’s Favorite Hits from Whenever” including Nickel Creek, Alanis Morisette (a song you’ve never heard), Billy Joel, Barenaked Ladies, Seal, and many others. Currently we are drinking sherry and I’m considering Lyfe in Genral.

Love to all who stood in the rain and sun to get married this weekend.