One September morning when we were visiting Amsterdam, I got a message from Teri Turner, the force behind the No Crumbs Left food blog. She is an amazing cook, and an enthusiastic support of all whom she comes across in the foodie world. And I am happy to say that we had met once in person, in Chicago. This time around, she was inviting me to attend a special workshop/retreat she was planning for December, in Napa, California.
I guess I could call this post, “I left my heart in San Francisco”. A little obvious?! I do like Tony Bennet though.
It was our first time visiting this special city. We really wasn’t sure what to expect. I probably had a more romanticized expectation of the City by the Bay. Don’t get me wrong, it is a lovely, memorable, iconic city. So much of what I expected it to be. The hills, the trolley cars, the painted ladies, the fog, the docks, the bridges, Chinatown… everything I had been anticipating totally lived up to my expectations, and beyond! And from all those Film Noir movies, like Dark Passage with Bogie and Bacall.
Our family has been spread all across Canada at various points. Jim and I and the cats live in Toronto, Ontario. Jim’s family was based in Saskatchewan, on the prairies and surrounded by wheat fields for most of his life. My parents lived in Shediac, New Brunswick for some time. That’s the east coast, and Shediac is the ‘lobster capital’ of the world. Quaint little fishing village with Acadian roots. My sister and her family are based in Vancouver, on the west coast. Currently, Jim’s brother and sister-in-law are in Northern Manitoba, after living in Mexico for 10 years. So needless to say, our entire married life has involved a lot of travel.