Can you guess which wine you're dating?
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Thanks, Italian immigrants, for planting California with wine grapes.
Just pretend with us. Pretend everything is twenty-five degrees cooler.
Everyone's a winner. Except for me, and the cotton candy machine.
Nearly the last request menu of the summer. Come check it out.
There's a lot going on today at Feast, so if you're bored and feeling Latinate, you should call and make a reservation.
Sorry, it's figurative. But man, what I wouldn't give for literal snow on the roof right now.
It might still be summer, but this morning, we can be grateful that it doesn't feel like it.
Lobster. Bread. Pudding. Need we say more?
Yep. I did it again.