We had so much fun in Napa celebrating T’s 35th and our 10th Anniversary. It was just what the doctor ordered, and we returned refreshed, with oodles of wine, and with a bit more wine knowledge.
I thought it would be best to break up our travels in to two posts — (1) dining and (2) drinking. Read on for a rundown of where we ate in Napa (and a few great places in Sausalito/San Francisco too).
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I struggle to find that perfect balance between bare and cluttered for my coffee tables. For the coffee table in our den, I generally like to keep it cleared off, with just a few recent magazines and the remote controls so that people can bring in food/drink or my daughter can do a puzzle.
For the coffee table in our living room, however, I like to layer lots of interesting coffee table books, the most recent Architectural Digest, home accessories, candles, flowers, and cocktail napkins. I want my living room coffee table to beckon you to come, have a drink, light a candle, and grab a book. I also want everything to mean something. In my mind, that is what differentiates curated from cluttered.
Hate having anything on your coffee table like I know some of you do? There is always room for these goodies on a bookcase or side table too.
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For me, half the fun of a vacation starts well before I arrive at my destination. It begins with the planning. I feel a sense of calm wash over me the minute I enter a luxury resort website, and I can taste the drinks and food when I skim restaurant menus and reviews.
Maybe its because I am in the last few weeks of my pregnancy and essentially housebound, but I’ve been dreaming of our weekend in South Beach last November for my 30th birthday, and I wanted to share the details with y’all in case you were thinking about getting a jump start on planning your fall/winter getaway.
I get it. It’s summer. The last think you might be craving is heat. However, in a few short months it will be fall, and then it will be winter (brrrrrrrrr) — and you will want to drink rosé again and you will want to thaw. I promise.
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