There can be little doubt that I’m grateful for life’s “big moments.” The trips of a lifetime I’ve shared with my family. Watching my boys become young men. You know–all the things that should be photographed and put in a wooden picture frame. But the simpler pleasures come around more often and I think it’s quite a mistake to let them slip past. Last week it was our dinner at BayWolf Restaurant in Oakland.
My week had been hectic: The restaurant’s atmosphere relaxed me.
Lynette and I both needed a little TLC: Our server, John, ably balanced impeccable service with genuine interest that we truly enjoy our dinner and time together. (I ask a lot of questions. John’s patience far outpaced my curiosity about the entrees and the wines.)
I wanted to drink a glass of wine that I would remember: a little Willamette Valley Pinot Noir more than delivered (it was a 2007 Ponzi “Tavola”).
That’s it. A memorable evening out with my wife. A simple pleasure.
October 5, 2009 at 11:58 pm |
Of course, dinner out with your sister would be memorable as well, albeit not so simple, perhaps.
Do they have the ’03 Francoleschi Enzini GianPaolini Barbaruta there??