Brett and I just ate at Bistro Jeanty in Yountville. We had an escargot appetizer, then Brett had a cassoulet of duck, bacon, beans, and sausage and I had the steak tartare with pommes frites. It was very good, though both dishes were much larger than we expected. Speaking of big things, I had the largest sandwich I’ve ever seen for lunch at Pea Soup Andersen’s in Santa Nella. Ham and turkey on rye.
Why are we in California? We had to pick up the clinic’s new (24 feet long!) custom-built vet truck. So we flew into San Diego yesterday morning, picked it up at the convention center, drove to Carlsbad, had lunch at a Friday’s, then drove and drove to San Fernando where we got a room. Now we’re staying at The Chateau Hotel in Napa. Tomorrow we’re going to have lunch at Bouchon Bistro, then drive north for as long as we can tolerate.
BTW, we crossed these hills this morning and the temperature change was radical — it was 67° on the Los Angeles side and 41° on the Avenal side. Crazy.
Some things I’ve learned: No one in CA uses turn signals, Hanwool was not exaggerating about L.A. traffic, Motel 6 gives you soap but not shampoo, Garmin GPS directions in SoCal suck, and there is such a thing as $4 toll bridges.
Buncha stuff’s happened since I blogged last, but I’m too tired to even try recapping. Will try to update when I get back to Pasco. Will also post Flickr pics.