Last night was just one of those nights where everything was perfect and, at points, I just kept thinking to myself wow I am SO happy and content.
Almanzo and I met his visiting Texan friends again for dinner in Sonoma (the city in the county!) and we just had the best time eating, laughing and walking the square, which I adore. For dinner, we ended up at my friend Sondra’s restaurant, The Estate, and happily dinned on house cured charcuterie, fritto misto and the biggest, juiciest heirloom tomatoes topped with fresh mozzarella and balsamic. And then, later, at El Dorado kitchen, we shared plates of s’mores tarts while watching tourists laugh and sip wine at the bar.
After that, his friends called it a night (had been wine tasting allllll day), but the two of us ended up listening to jazz in a swanky hotel bar, requesting old songs on cocktail napkins and dancing up a storm. We were obviously the youngest in the bar by at least fifteen years but we’re rather old souls anyway. I fell into bed around midnight with a fully, happy tummy and a smile on my face.