Sarah and I had an awesome time in Napa Valley, and enjoyed tasting the wines. Upon returning home, mom called me a Philistine for liking Muscat. I’ve gotta work my way into the reds, though. They can’t just be jumped into from root beer and water. We’ll see in the future.

We stayed at this nice little bed and breakfast called the Inn on Randolph. It had a great big soft bed and whirlpool tub with a nice view and a nice area. We went to Copia, which is a art, culinary and wine museum. It was pretty fun with the Valentine’s Day theme. Sarah wants to go back there again, to the same room, which was nice, but shouldn’t there be some variety?