wine and elder leathermen
Nov. 21st, 2005 04:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lobolanceThis past Saturday was spent very pleasantly. I drove myself, Wyatt, Allen, and Rod hither and yon. We started at the Iron Skillet in Los Gatos for a late breakfast; and I converted the unbelievers to the truth of the Ultimate Cinnamon Roll by ordering one and sharing it. Yum. ! Lots of butter and cinnamon, no hard fake icing stuff.
From there, we added yet more calories by spending the day wine tasting, mostly along Highway 9, then veering over 92 to Half Moon Bay. We went to Savannah-Chanelle, Cinnabar, Fogarty (founded by the creator of the Fogarty catheter, which adds so much fun to many of our lives, as well to being medically useful) and Obester, which produces Nebbia wines now. In truth, the group of us were impressed by very few of the wines this time out, which is pretty unusual. We only bought a couple of bottles. Obester we all love- not for its wines, but for its tasty extras! Mustanrds, olives, vinegars... great stuff.
We had a fun little extra as a result of Wyatt's need for the Obester Key Lime infused Avocado Oil (which he admittedly does splendid things with! Awesome blue cheese and avocado salad; it didn't do as much for me on shrimp). We were sent from the winery down Main Street in Half Moon Bay to find their in-town (like three blocks further!) hole-in-the-wall store. We found the store, and Wyatt acquired the one existing bottle of the coveted oil. Much chatting with the older, laid back clerk ensued... til he brought out a bottle of mystery wine, and bade us partake. It was the most complex, interesting wine we'd tried all day! (sorry wineries, it's true!). It turned out to be the man's own home-brew pinot; it still tasted a bit young, but it was complex, rich and jam-y. So I chased Rod and Allen down to try it too (a splendid if insanely expensive art store next door had claimed them), and they liked it as well... The man was pleased enough with our ardor that he handed Wyatt the rest of the bottle!
From there, on up to the city, heading towards the Golden Gate Guard's 19th anniversary celebration, held in a church in the Castro. I found a prime parking place, and we stepped right into the Firesomethignorother Grill, and had an interesting variety of entrees. We went to the event right on time (after changing into out leathers on the street, something we seem to do regularly); it wasn't happening yet, so we wandered a time, checking out a couple bars, staying a bit in the Rising Sun. The bartender there surprised us by providing two drinks for each one purchased (a different form of Happy Hour).
Finally, back to the GGG. The place never did fill up too much, and was overall a pretty low-key event. There were munchies to be had, but we weren't hungry, and by report they were a bit scary ("meat cubes"). An open bar was kept pretty busy. Saw a lot of folks I knew (some I'd seen naked but didn't know their names, from Leather Levi Weekend); it was nice to reconnect with many of them. It was an older group of leathermen than I usually see, which was pretty interesting. It was just really cool for the four of us to be there in our vests, representing for the club as they say. :-) -- We wanted to crash King of Clubs in vests on the way home, but they were charging a cover, so we passed.
I capped the day by hot-tubbing with Rod a bit. Verra nice! Even my cold couldn't keep me awake after that. :-)
From there, we added yet more calories by spending the day wine tasting, mostly along Highway 9, then veering over 92 to Half Moon Bay. We went to Savannah-Chanelle, Cinnabar, Fogarty (founded by the creator of the Fogarty catheter, which adds so much fun to many of our lives, as well to being medically useful) and Obester, which produces Nebbia wines now. In truth, the group of us were impressed by very few of the wines this time out, which is pretty unusual. We only bought a couple of bottles. Obester we all love- not for its wines, but for its tasty extras! Mustanrds, olives, vinegars... great stuff.
We had a fun little extra as a result of Wyatt's need for the Obester Key Lime infused Avocado Oil (which he admittedly does splendid things with! Awesome blue cheese and avocado salad; it didn't do as much for me on shrimp). We were sent from the winery down Main Street in Half Moon Bay to find their in-town (like three blocks further!) hole-in-the-wall store. We found the store, and Wyatt acquired the one existing bottle of the coveted oil. Much chatting with the older, laid back clerk ensued... til he brought out a bottle of mystery wine, and bade us partake. It was the most complex, interesting wine we'd tried all day! (sorry wineries, it's true!). It turned out to be the man's own home-brew pinot; it still tasted a bit young, but it was complex, rich and jam-y. So I chased Rod and Allen down to try it too (a splendid if insanely expensive art store next door had claimed them), and they liked it as well... The man was pleased enough with our ardor that he handed Wyatt the rest of the bottle!
From there, on up to the city, heading towards the Golden Gate Guard's 19th anniversary celebration, held in a church in the Castro. I found a prime parking place, and we stepped right into the Firesomethignorother Grill, and had an interesting variety of entrees. We went to the event right on time (after changing into out leathers on the street, something we seem to do regularly); it wasn't happening yet, so we wandered a time, checking out a couple bars, staying a bit in the Rising Sun. The bartender there surprised us by providing two drinks for each one purchased (a different form of Happy Hour).
Finally, back to the GGG. The place never did fill up too much, and was overall a pretty low-key event. There were munchies to be had, but we weren't hungry, and by report they were a bit scary ("meat cubes"). An open bar was kept pretty busy. Saw a lot of folks I knew (some I'd seen naked but didn't know their names, from Leather Levi Weekend); it was nice to reconnect with many of them. It was an older group of leathermen than I usually see, which was pretty interesting. It was just really cool for the four of us to be there in our vests, representing for the club as they say. :-) -- We wanted to crash King of Clubs in vests on the way home, but they were charging a cover, so we passed.
I capped the day by hot-tubbing with Rod a bit. Verra nice! Even my cold couldn't keep me awake after that. :-)
