May I just say, go Broncos! My hometown team is going to the Superbowl. I’m not a football fan, but all of my men and my daughter are and they are all very happy.
I had made reservations for lunch at Farmstead at Longmeadow Ranch based on the recommendation of a Facebook friend. We sat outside. The weather was really fantastic.
It was Sunday, so I had a Mimosa. Although, I could just as easily have said, I was on vacation, so I had a Mimosa.
Zung had a beer.
The food was good, but the portions were ridiculously large, especially for lunch. I had heritage St. Louis ribs with green apple coleslaw.
Zung had brick-cooked chicken with rancho gordo beans, greens and salsa verde.
The desserts sounded good, and we hadn’t learned our lesson about portion size, so we got a dessert each. I got chocolate cream pie.
Zung got an apple crumble.
They were both good, but, really, ridiculous serving sizes.
The restaurant was in St. Helena and our next tasting was at Pride, in St. Helena. My friend, Elise, from work, had recommended Pride and she had also said she thought I would enjoy walking around the town’s shopping area, on Main Street. Oh, that girl has my number. There was an amazing chocolate shop, Woodhouse. Their display for Halloween was beautiful.
I bought some caramels, which were good, but not as good as the ones I bought in San Francisco on the walking food tour. I also bought some assorted handmade chocolates from the case, which were to die for. When I started eating them at home, I wished I’d bought the REALLY big box.
We walked down the street and there was a store called Footcandy. Of course I had to take a look. Good shoe stores speak to me in a sexy, hushed voice. Come in, Andrea. See the beautiful shoes we have. Try some on. You won’t regret it, I promise.
I felt like I’d had an unexpectedly hard time finding good designer shoes in San Francisco. Obviously that was because they were all in St. Helena at Footcandy. Manolo Blahnik, Jimmy Choo, Christian Louboutin, all my best shoe friends were here. Not the vanilla pairs either. These were decadent, dark chocolate ganache, sexy shoes. It was a shoe orgy. It was a good thing I hadn’t spent my bonus from work, because there was a pair of Christian Louboutins with my name on it.
I love Louboutins. The red sole and all. I only had one pair though, because they usually didn’t love me back. I try to only buy shoes that are comfortable, and CL’s were not usually comfortable. A big problem is that my heel usually slips out after a few steps. This pair was very comfortable, like they were made especially for my feet. They had that sexy secretary vibe. They were black patent leather with suede uppers and laces with a bow.
And now, they were mine.
I never expected to find a kick-ass shoe store in St. Helena. But now, you know it’s there. Pay them a visit the next time you’re in St. Helena.
There was still a lot more stores to visit. But it was time for us to get to our next wine tasting, at Pride Mountain Vineyards.
Mountain being the operative word. Can you say, switchbacks?