It is good to be home again. The weather is pretty warm but the upside to warmer temperatures during the day means that dining outdoors in the evening is a possibility. How many times have we been bundled up at the park or on Fourth of July due to radiational cooling!!!
We meet our very good friends Karen and George for a pleasant evening of dining and listening to live music at Bridges in Danville. George follows the calendar of Ken Cooper, a local singer/guitarist, who plays soft rock covers from the 70’s. Ken is playing tonight at Bridges so we are gently entertained while having a lovely dinner. Of course that means we are with an older demographic but I think we have all come to terms with our place in society. After all Mick Jagger turned 70 this week and Paul McCartney is 71. (How did this happen!!!?)
As usual I only have food pictures. George, John and I order Mexican prawns with a Thai red curry~coconut milk sauce, a crispy noodle cake and garnished with cremini mushrooms, mint and toasted peanuts. It is very good. I especially like the crispy noodle cake.
Karen who is more of a straight forward meat and potatoes kind of person orders a pan roasted pork chop with a blueberry goat cheese chutney accompanied by charred green beans and mashed potatoes. There is ample gravy on the plate as well. The whole presentation is a little Flintstone like.
Here it is the last day of our Annniversary Trip. After a nice breakfast at the Gaige House we head out for a little wine tasting. We are going to try a couple of new wineries today. Our first stop is at Wellington Winery where we like a couple of pinot noirs and have a good conversation with Ron behind the bar. He suggests some other places we might try and gives us some free passes to them.
Our next stop is at Imagery Winery. They still consider us wine club members so we are able to get the discount and a free tasting. We enjoy a crisp rose, the cabernet franc and the mourvedre.
We head on to Deerfield Ranch Winery with bottles jingling in the back of the car. Deerfield Ranch’s tasting room is in their cave and is very nice. We sit down and Ben brings us various wines to try. The wines are made in such a way as to reduce their histamines which I am very enthused about. We think that their caberbet franc is spectacular.
Lunch pickings are slim and we end up at Cafe Citti. We both order the gnocchi which Ron from Wellington Winery has recommended. The gnocchi is very good but it is absolutely swimming in pesto. I wouldn’t order it again.
Back out on the wine tasting road we stop at Muscardini Winery and pick up some zins. Our final stop is at Chateau St. Jean where we relax on the tasting porch and Bob brings us some tastes. We are pretty much tasted out but it is always a pleasure to sit on the porch and enjoy the view.
We stop and buy some sandwiches to have for dinner at the Gaige House. Over dinner we reminisce about our trip and what we liked best. I think for us the thing we always like best is being together.
Not too much to report today. We spend most of the day driving down from Ferndale to Glen Ellen where we will spend the next two nights before heading home.
In Healdsburg we stopped for lunch at Willi’s Seafood and Raw Bar.
The menu is all small plates which means you will be spending a lot for lunch. We had four items.
Then we stop at Safeway and pick up a sandwich for supper.
We make it to the Gaige House in Glen Ellen at around 4 which gives us enough time to settle in and arrive downstairs for the wine and munchies hour. The Gaige House is a real favorite of ours especially the Zen suites. Unfortunately we booked too late to get one but we still have a nice king room on the second floor of the house. Ironically, every place we have stayed we’ve been on the second floor with no elevator. This makes for real difficulties with my knee and I am definitely like an old person going up and down the stairs.
A bit after wine and munchie time we spread out our picnic on the back deck. It is a beautiful warm evening and I think a better choice than eating out again.
Shortly after breakfast we leave for the Humboldt Botanical Garden about 10 miles away from Ferndale. The day is overcast (as is every day as far as we can tell), windy and chilly, only about 54 degrees. We are pleased for the overcast because it will make the colors of the flowers more apparent rather than being washed out.
It seems that the Garden is a work in progress. There’s no permanent building and some of the gardens are annotated as “future.” But what they have is very nice and we spend a few hours roaming the garden trying to identify different flowers and shrubs. Some are labeled and some are not. Here’s a little of what we saw –
There’s also a section devoted to plants native to the area and lots of benches to sit on and contemplate the Garden.
Finishing up at the Garden we make our way back into Ferndale to look at the many Victorian houses and buildings. Ferndale was built upon dairy farming and the houses are known as “cream or butterfat palaces.”
In the midst of all this Victorian viewing, we stopped at a vegan/vegetarian restaurant for a fine lunch. I have come to the conclusion that if we stop at a vegetarian or Mediterranean place that I will always find something I like.
After resting up a bit we head down to the tavern where a table has been reserved for us. I think we spend more than most people because as the days have worn on the staff has become more obsequious.
We have enjoyed our stay in Ferndale but are ready to spend some time under sunnier skies.
“I have found it!,” I mean we’ve arrived in Eureka, CA. We were here about 5 years ago and one of the best things that we did was to go to the Blue Ox Millworks. It’s still the best thing to do. Eric Hollenbeck is the proprietor and driver behind the force that is the custom millworks, historical park and high school for kids at risk. There are only 11 custom millwork shops left in the U.S. Five years ago he gave us a personal tour and he was just as gracious this time. The tour starts by a demonstration of hand driven machines.
The school that he runs at the Blue Ox is the school of last resort for kids who have not been able to manage traditional high school. They go to two hours of class and then spend the rest of the day at the Blue Ox learning different skills. There is, of course, woodworking and carpentry but also blacksmithing, photography, spinning and textiles, and printing. There was a reunion of the past 5 years of graduates recently and 55 former students attended. All of them had made something of themselves and some had even managed to buy houses. Eric is very proud.
The newest machine in the shop is from 1948. Most of the machines are manually operated. Although the place is still really rundown, we can see advancements over the past five years.
After our visit we stop at the Lost Coast Brewery Brewpub for a little refreshment.
Refreshed, we make our way to the Broadway cinema and enjoy a movie. We see The Lone Ranger which has been thoroughly panned. This means we will like it. Yes, the tone of the movie is a little jumbled and the story is hard to follow at times but JOHNNY DEPP!!!
We have dinner at the hotel because there is really nowhere else to eat in Ferndale and have an early night.
Since there is no breakfast at the Surf and Sand, John and I had scoped out a place last night for this morning. It is called Egghead’s. Seems fitting for John and me. But once inside, it is a whole new world of Oz memorabilia. There are pictures from the movie, a yellow brick road in linoleum, a large mural of various characters watching the movie ala Mystery Science Theater 3000, and cutesy named menu items. John and I each had the Lion Mighty which was the usual eggs, toast, potatoes and bacon. Oz must be selling at a premium because this breakfast which we can get on the senior special at our local breakfast place for $4.99 was $9.49! But it was enjoyable to look at all the stuff on the walls.
After our surreal breakfast I am interrupted by a call from Kaiser. They have had a cancellation and I can have surgery on my stupid knee at the beginning of August. Oh joy. This puts us back time-wise I have to complete an online surgical info sheet.
Finally we are off and have a beautiful trip up the coast. The sun is out and even though it is still in the upper 50’s, it is a beautiful day.
Leaving the shoreline we traverse a forest of redwoods. We cannot pass up the opportunity to drive through a giant redwood. This is a scam. The tree is not for driving through but our $5 lets us visit the gift shop and use the restroom.
Since our original day’s plan called for us to traverse the mountains on sketchy roads and we have opted out of that plan, we are left with some extra time. We see a sign that says “visit our cheese factory in Lelota” and we are in. The cheese factory has a window where you can see the workers making cheese and a retail shop. We don’t care for the cheese and pass up the buying opportunity.
At this point we stop for lunch at a grocery store deli in Scotia and then make our way to Ferndale. At the Ferndale museum we learn that the beach is not far away. We decide to finish our afternoon at the beach. The best thing about a northern California beach is that you don’t have to wear a bathing suit. No, not a nudist beach. It is so cold and windy that outerwear is required.
Finally we check into our hotel, the Victorian Inn. Ferndale is a town that time left behind and is chock-a-bloc with Victorian houses. Our hotel and room are much in the same mode.
Later we go down to the Tavern for some drinks and appetizers. Finally we have dinner in the strangely empty dining room.
We have planned a week’s trip for our anniversary. We started from home yesterday and drove up to Guerneville. Today we make the trip from Guerneville to Ft. Bragg and then we will continue up the coast to Ferndale and Eureka before heading back with a stop in Glen Ellen before we get home.
After a very nice breakfast (included) at the Applewood Inn and stopping for picnic supplies at Safeway, we are off on the next leg of our adventure. Our GPS, Jack, keeps telling us to turn back and take the highway. We ignore him and take the twisty road into the fog and redwoods that heads to California 1, the coast highway. Our first stop is an overlook just north of Jenner. Since the marine layer has not yet burnt off, the coast is gray and menacing. The Pacific Ocean is just not a friendly body of a water. It is cold and pierced with rocks. The tides can bring in a tsunami or a freak wave that can overwhelm and drown the unwary. There are few beaches mostly just cliffs, definitely not family friendly. But it is gorgeous.
Finally the sun breaks through and the temperature rises to about 60, a heat wave. We stop to take a few pictures while the sun lasts.
Further up the coast we turn down a street and find a little fishing port. Ports are few and far between on the Pacific. We read a monument honoring 15 Japanese men who sailed 11,000 kilometers from Japan to this little port in a 15 meter wooden boat in 1913! It was their dream to come to the United States. We walk out on the pier where fishermen have just brought in their catch of salmon. They are dickering about weight and price. There is much salty language.
My eye is caught by a sign on the pier. It could be a metaphor for marriage.
Our next stop is at the Arena Point lighthouse. In order to get close to it we would have to pay $7.50 each. We decide to admire it from a distance and also take a look at the ocean and the wildlife.
After a while we stop for a picnic lunch at some tables near the ocean. It is so cold and windy that we finish our lunch in the car and take no pictures.
It is slow-going traveling on California 1 and our trip of less than 120 miles to Ft. Bragg takes most of the day. We check into our motel in Ft. Bragg. Our room is most unusual. The bathtub/shower divides the bedroom from the bathroom. Whose good idea was this!
The best feature of the room is the view. With the door open for natural air conditioning we will be able to listen to the ocean all night.
Tonight’s dinner is sort of a pilgrimage. Maybe seventeen years ago we took a trip with Jonathan up the north coast. Sarah was away doing a band thing or maybe at camp. I am not really sure of the timing of this adventure. Anyway, one of the places we had dinner was called The Restaurant in Ft. Bragg. As a complement to “The Restaurant” sign outside, on the door leading out on to the street is a sign saying “The Rest of the World.” Jon asked us to take a picture of it. Our dinner there tonight is an homage to the fish we saw on the dock today, grilled king salmon.
Our dinner at the Applewood Inn turns out to be very good food-wise. We order the five course tasting menu with wine pairings. We arrive a few minutes early for our 7:30 reservation. The place is packed! Since most of the people appear to be our age or older we wonder whether they were offering an Early Bird Special. We stand around for quite a while waiting for someone to acknowledge our presence. Finally the hostess comes and tells us that our table is not ready and to wait in the bar for 10 minutes or so.
Okay, we go to the bar and sit down. We are the only ones at the bar. And by only I mean there is no bartender in sight either. We sit there for a while and finally someone comes to get something for someone in the dining room. As he leaves, I ask him if he can help us. Oh, sure he will help us. We get a glass of wine each. Soon our table is ready and we are looking forward to our food adventure.
Our waiter is the guy from the bar who also seems to be the sommelier. The waitstaff seems a little overwhelmed by the crush of people. We flag someone down to bring bread. The first part of our meal which is cold is very prompt. The wine pairings are good. (I’ll comment on the food in the pictures’ captions.) The things that need cooking are much slower. The wine gets poured for the dish and then we wait and wait. We eat our bread. We ask for more. They bring out two heels and a sliver. We ask our waiter/bartender/sommelier to get us some real bread. They’ve run out of bread! The heels they gave us were all they had left. So as I said the food was very good but the service was frantic and piecemeal.
Yay, today is our anniversary. Forty-one years. Wow, does time fly. Such important milestones must always be celebrated with a special day or group of days and, of course, a festive dinner. For our anniversary we are headed up to Guerneville to the Applewood Inn and restaurant. We plan on tasting some wine along the way and having a picnic lunch. Tonight we will have our festive dinner at the Applewood Inn Restaurant, a Michelin one star.
We reach the Graton Ridge Winery around 12:30 and settle into their picnic grounds. We are prepared with our picnic pack and delicious lunch.
The picnic area is nice. It has picnic tables and Adirondack chairs as well as a bocce ball court.
Nearby grapes are growing.
We also have a great companion, Bella the dog. Bella is very adept at catching a ball in her mouth while flying through the air. Although we are not great dog fans, we have a good time tossing the ball to Bella who dutifully returns it to us for another throw.
In the bright sunlight of a beautiful afternoon with Bella as our companion, we have lunch.
After lunch we mosey into the tasting room and try their wines. We buy a zinfindel and a pinot noir as well as an apple cordial.
It is still too early to head up to Applewood Inn so we stop at Russian River Vineyards. We do a little more tasting and buying. Now it is time to head on to the Inn.
The Applewood Inn is very pretty, set in orchards and with towering coastal redwoods as a backdrop. We are given a glass of champagne and shown to our room which is lovely. The sheets on the Temperpedic bed are great. We check the tag and they are made by Frette. I think I’ll get some until I check the prices online, almost $2000 for a king set!!! The rest of the day until dinner is used relaxing and getting ready for our big dinner. (Separate post for dinner.)
Today the family gets together for a Fourth of July celebration on the sixth. I have some new Lego sets for Nathan and Sam which are a big hit. Nathan puts his Star Wars set together very industriously.
Needless to say Nathan completes his Legos task quite quickly and goes off in search of something else to do. In the meantime, Jon, Ryan and I work with Sam on his gas station. Sam is not as adept as his older brother handling the little pieces. But he is happy with his results even if he merely improvises.
During the day we spend time in the pool and decorate our own flags. My flag is from Beeblandia and Nathan designs one from his country, U.S.S. We also make tissue flowers in red, white and blue. John grills some flank steak and we dine outside.