Put a little Love in your Heart

Ah Valentine's Day. Either a day of romance, pleasure and love or Epic Fail for couples...

So let's see where did I leave off in my feeble attempt to bring you up-to-date, Gentle Reader.  Oh yes, we were drinking tasting wines with Jan & Bruce.

Upon parting ways, we headed back to downtown to my "Winter Home" aka Second Press. Why do I call it my "winter home"? Well, it is winter right now. No really, it is, check the calendar. Plus I help out during the Pop-up Wine Tasting events. It's a dirty, winey job and somebody has to do it... like you'd have to pry my glass out of my cold dead hands.

So back to Red Heart Day. Our reservations were at 7 pm and the professional drinker trooper that I am, I resolved to do both the romance and love thing with the pleasure of working the Pop-up. So Cupid Day? Utter success.

The winery for the weekend was WCP Cellars and Babies, let me tell you about his Tempranillo. Will Persall is WCP and I must confess that I'm glad I'm a little (a lot) behind in blogging so I could say this: That tempranillo haunts me, it was that good.

From 5 pm to 7 pm, I poured good stuff. I mean really good stuff. His Garnacha was also stellar and his Port style dessert wine, The Night Owl, was delicious. People were drinking with the Duchess, laughing with Will and generally buying wine by the bottle to have with their Valentine Day Feast (I know I did).

Once 7 pm came along, romance and Sir Dread Knight were king... for at least one hour-ish. I unwrapped my present and he unwrapped his. I only have a picture of mine but he got even with me for all the watches I've been giving him by getting me two watches. One he'd given me earlier in the week and then this one:

Snow courtesy of Google Photos thingee which is been a blast to play with, but I digress (a lot and often).

We had this for starters, but I forgot to snap the picture before I ated it. Sorry. It was sublime.

But I did remember to take a picture for the next course with a shot of that luscious tempranillo:

There is a girl who walks through every restaurant and bar with a basket of roses. Sir Knight bought the obligatory bunch of roses but was smart enough to go with Orange so it wouldn't be total cliche. They did smell lovely. There should have been a dessert picture but I got distracted when Eric, the GM and Sommelier stole my Tiara. Oh yes, I forgot to mention I wore my Tiara.

After dinner, I went back to work for Will once I'd gotten my Tiara back. We left about 11ish and romantical adventures ensued.

Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat

We interrupt the catching up adventure tales to share a romantical story of a windmill house and the Dread Knight. We wandered over to Morro Bay as Sir Knight has been unhappily quibbling over having been left out of the Coastal adventure. (It's not like he was down in Los Angeles or anything like THAT!)

So we drove by the windmill house. Then again and again. I blame his obsession with Miniature Golf. I really do.

We're at the Libertine Pub for lunch and then we'll drop by Stax for a cocktail.

Dinner is Monday Night Supper at Artisan where the wines featured are Tablas Creek and Lone Madrone. Neill Collins makes great wine.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled catching up tales.