Every one up here in Napa seems so woried about the glassy winged sharp-shooter, which means they are completely unprepared for the glossy eyed vine sucker (thats me). Well folks, I have arrived-Napa is a cool effin' place for a chowhound. I've had way too many good experiences of late, some highlights being smoked willie-bird legs at the chefs market, fresh morels and porcinis at Vallargas ("better than average" produce someone told me-you Napkins are SPOILED!!!)a really nice rotisserie rabbit at Tuscany (a place I was so sure I wouldn't like) La Playita Tacos, Garage wines. . . .
After I get back from the Keys (a wedding) perhaps I'll throw a chowhound BBQ at my place (i don't think anyone has done this yet). Anyway WHASSUP to all my chowhound people north and south and bear with me while I continue this feeding frenzy.
Peace and Grub from the Hungry Hungry Hippy