Impromptu Visit to the Wine Valley

A jaunt over to Ikea to buy a dresser becomes a trip to Sonoma Valley for @Marris_Returns and I. We met up at Ikea where said dresser was purchased. Meanwhile Marris gets a phone call about a cousin about a trip to Napa.

One thing lead to another and the trip to Napa was cancelled almost as soon as it started. But, instead of getting all down about the whole deal, we decide to surprise @KaylaGettys with a trip to her winery in Healdsburg, Seghesio Family Vineyards.

Well, that trip to Seghesio became a trip to Seghesio, Mauritson Vineyards, Amista Vineyards and finally Sbragia Family Vineyards where we met the owner’s daughter, Gina. We hoped to squeeze in one more winery, Preston Vineyards, but we were a bit too chatty with each of these great, small production wineries.

The trip began it’s end with dinner at Guy Fieri‘s restaurant, Johnny Garlic’s. Let me save you from wasting any time or money… Unless you love garlic, and I mean love garlic, do not go to this restaurant. When I say love, I mean, unless your idea of cereal is a bowl of toasted garlic, this place isn’t for you.

But what can you expect from a guy that looks like “the physical embodiment of the midlife crisis” and is described as the following:

This man wants you to know he is COOL. If his spiked blond hair and excess amount of bling doesn’t give away his sexual orientation, then surely his numerous piercings and dice tattoo reveal all. He is a master at creating culinary catastrophes, so severe and so un-agreeable with the palate that one might think them a plague God withheld when liberating the Jews from Egypt. His vernacular is on par with most 6th grade thugs, and his clothing screams “tourist”. More so, he insists on letting you know just how many of his friends are coming over (or rather, how many he can blow up with a tire pump) after the show to enjoy his food, when in reality the food is given to a homeless shelter, and from there to a pig farm.

I hope that this man retires to an island far away from civilization, not only for his complete incompetence in the kitchen, but for his unabashed endorsement of the grease bucket better known as TGI Fridays.

Ouch.

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