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If you’ve ever driven north on Route 1 from San Francisco, or west from Sonoma County, you know the beautiful and wild scenery along the drive. Sleepy towns and beachfront houses hiding behind thick California native trees. Gaps in the thick Eucalyptus groves expose glimpses of the Tomales Bay’s glassy water, broken only by a kayak or an aluminum fishing boat.

My Grandpa Jim (Jenny’s) ran a roofing business with my dad and loved his Scotch.  He’d say after work, ‘I think I need a drinky-poo,’ like one would say to a child.  Strong words coming from a 6+ foot man.  We’ve got some drinky-poos to get you through this year’s holidays. You’ve got too many […]

We met up with my cousin about an hour after the sun went down for some Thai beers at a Mexican restaurant and sat on the AstroTurf patio downing beer like it was…well, beer in the hot Bangkok night. We ordered one after another until it was finally time to move on. Johannes got up […]