This mother had her own time out early this evening. While the children screamed with glee in a downpour in the backyard, I cut some fabulous local Broom's Bloom Creswell Colby, grabbed The Armchair Birder: Discovering the Secret Lives of Familiar Birds
At the wine store this afternoon, I grabbed the bottle of Toad Hollow because the label caught my eye. I like pinot noir. I like toads. I saw a big one today when we went strawberry picking at Brad's Produce. And that's where I bought the cheese.
Anyway, I like to try new wines. And this chance grab is a good one. It has a dry, tingly bite as it goes down, and that paired it with the buttery, tangy colby in just the right way. Not that I know anything about wine.
Curious about any winery that would call itself Toad Hollow, I checked into it. This particular wine I was enjoying was featured in May issue of Martha Stewart's Living Magazine. The winery itself won both gold and silver medals in the 2009 San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition. Neat, huh?
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Those few quiet moments were cut short. There was a not-so-happy scream from the back yard. Everyone slid into the house in their wet, muddy clothes. Jacob had slipped and fallen on some landscaping stones and stumbled in with scraped, bloody knees. He was put into a hot bath. Everyone else needed to get cleaned up and into dry clothes. The phone rang and Karl told me he was bringing home pizza for dinner. It's a good Friday evening. ~smile~
