It was my first time in San Francisco. I love discovering new cities. I also discovered a deep hatred for the Maps app on my phone, which sent us on a walking route that went straight up the most enormous set of stairs I’ve ever seen and then right back down the other side to get to our hotel. Anyway, we were there for the America’s Cup (unfortunately before it got really exciting) and got to see some racing and I even did a bit of work.
We watched some of the races from an apartment that Mr. MMP’s company rented for the event. Since the best viewing was really on television, it was cool to be able to watch it on the TV there and then look out the window to the bay to see the action.
We went to a sushi place with some friends and the chef sent out some appetizers (one of the people we were with was friends with the chef), including this “smoking” sushi tray.
We went to Rutherford Hill Winery because we want to tour their wine caves, which was very interesting, although a little less rustic than I was expecting.
The chandeliers were imported from Italy and they were amazing.
This massive trellis was outside the entrance to the cave.
And this was the few of the valley from one of their picnic areas.
Just a random vineyard.
We ate dinner at a place called Brix that had the most amazing gardens. I ditched Mr. MMP at the table to run out and take some pictures before the sun set. I wish we would have planned to have lunch there instead so I would have had more time to explore the garden.
I’m so envious that roses seem to grow like weeds there. I grabbed this picture because this walkway was lined with rose standards already in Wisconsin Badgers colors, but the star for me was all the white roses. I’m not a huge lover of white flowers but now I really feel like I need more of them.
Of course I’ve not had the best of luck with fancy roses. Maybe I should stick with a mushroom garden like this one we spotted at the St. Helena post office.
It was an amazing trip and a wonderful way to celebrate our 10th anniversary (at least that’s how we justified a lot of great dinners). Such a beautiful place, but of course, it’s always nice to come home again too.