As the Humboldt Fire got uncomfortably close to the Cabin, we decided to do as Nero did. But we couldn't find a Fiddle. So we went out to our favorite Restaurant. We took two of Jazmine and Kylie's friends along to celebrate their excellent report cards. This was a nice glass of Pinot Noir from a local Vineyard. I will miss the Napa Valley in many ways. We go from hoity-toity refinement to a more plebeian life.
I'm not sure what this face is about? I think Jazzy likes the cuisine.