Person of Interest

Being a rugged individual, I head out to the posh club most mornings around 7am to do my 12 laps in the pool, rain or shine.  Thursday the hot water was out, so I had to take a cold shower.  It was not so bad, because it took my mind off Trump news.

Trumpy is off to Saudi Arabia. Ivanka and Jared are going with him, as they got rabbinical dispensation to fly on the Sabbath.  What happens if they are denied?  Find another rabbi. I understand that Trump will still be able to get his well-done steak with ketchup during his sojourn.  That will keep him centered and directed. I’m sure that his rants about a Muslim ban won’t come up.

It appears that Jared is a person of interest in the Russia investigation.  I know that Trump would look good in orange because it would match his face, but it might not be fashion forward for the boyish Jared.

The I word is being bandied about.  We are in for a slog but I’m sure this will be a truncated presidency. President Pence does not sound good at all, but there might be some semblance of rationality.  Unless he gets caught up in this whole mess.  Then we get President Eddie Munster. 

Let’s talk about fun stuff.  It was a family weekend in Sonoma at the beginning of May.  My siblings and their significant others joined my wife, daughter and I for my 60^th birthday celebration.  We had a food tour that Friday afternoon and an excellent dinner at the El Dorado Kitchen. I had stopped in at The Girl and The Fig first to see if I could get a table without a reservation.  They said in “about two hours”.   I said, “don’t you know who I am?”. 

The siblings came up Saturday.  We lunched at the Depot Hotel, which is where the food tour kicked off.  It was very good.  We sipped a bit of champagne then headed out to taste wine.  Ravenswood was the first stop.  They specialize in Zins, which is my fave. LA bought me a four pack. I have two left.  Molto grazie!  After that we stopped at Imagery Winery, since the one we were going to go to was having a “special event”.  I thought that might be my birthday but I was mistaken.  

Dinner was at the Glen Ellen Inn.  The served up some big drinks and good grub.  I had a perfect Vesper and my bud The Exec sent me a bottle of Ridge Pagani Ranch Zinfandel.  I sent him a text asking if that was the best he could do. Everyone enjoyed their meal.

My girls and I wrapped up the weekend at the El Dorado Kitchen for brunch on Sunday.  Two for two at that joint. 

We were supposed to head back up to Sonoma today for the Sonoma State graduation of the son of one of my wife’s best friends.  We had to cancel out of that because unfortunately the grad’s mom got the flu.  We are wishing her a speedy recovery for tomorrow’s ceremony.  I’ll have to tuck away the phrase “Sonoma State is no Binghamton” for another day.