The other Italian-American family of wine heroes.
Thanks, Italian immigrants, for planting California with wine grapes.
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Suspended disbelief
Just pretend with us. Pretend everything is twenty-five degrees cooler.
My short-lived fallback career, and the gift certificate you could win
Everyone’s a winner. Except for me, and the cotton candy machine.
It’s not over ’til it’s over. Or ’til next week.
Nearly the last request menu of the summer. Come check it out.
The whole late vs. never conundrum
There’s a lot going on today at Feast, so if you’re bored and feeling Latinate, you should call and make a reservation.
Snow on the roof
Sorry, it’s figurative. But man, what I wouldn’t give for literal snow on the roof right now.
A welcome respite
It might still be summer, but this morning, we can be grateful that it doesn’t feel like it.
Yep. It’s THAT week.
Lobster. Bread. Pudding. Need we say more?
Your friendly neighborhood scatterbrain.
Yep. I did it again.
Doubling down
Yeah, we know. Two Italian wine tastings in a row. But if that’s the worst thing that happens to you this month, we think you’ve done pretty well.