Without Jesse here, I'm indulging all my guilty pleasures: sleeping late, Kojak on Hulu, vinofilic lunches and Nutella at every meal...and often in between. Up at the crack of 11:30am, I walked to the Farmers Market and found it loaded with fruit! Beautiful cherries, strawberries, citrus and tree fruit--the latter still a skosh hard, but by tomorrow they'll be ready for fruit salad. Lunched on the patio at Lafitte-what a nice way to spend the afternoon. The service was my favorite type, gracious and natural, thanks Deborah. The pheasant rillette is killer and six hours later, I'm still thinking about the soup. I love that they have Villa Sparina splits on the list--perfect for the single soul who wants to linger. The people watching rating is high--Embarcadero is the quintessential strolling spot and those skaters are extremely well-behaved--really, they are.
After my afternoon nap (again with the guilty pleasures) dinner is green salad and Mt Difficulty Roaring Meg Riesling--floral, fresh pink apple and quartzy mineral. Chuck Hayward has opened my eyes to New Zealand wines.

We're so restless for Sons and Daughters to open! Every day I walk past their door, watching the progress and wondering how it's going. A couple of weeks ago, flowers went into the planters. One night, walking home in the dark, we got a little sneak peak of the interior when the windows were uncovered (since then the plastic stuff was replaced with new roller shades and a new sign) and it looks great. Warm light, clean lines, hardwood floors and little tiny table tops. I can't wait to see the menu. Now the website has a new photo...folks are working in the evening...it's all coming together. Bush at Powell.