a little pinot

tomorrow i am going to napa with the bf. i heart holidays with him. we travel well together.

he is not the guy who buries himself in a map to get his 'frame of reference', nor is he the guy who has to fit everything in. he is, on most days, content to be where he is. still he indulges my desire to do. i like to see and try and taste and feel. i am easily distracted by a sight, a flash, a noise. i want to swim with the dolphins! i want to taste the best margaritas in cabo! and yet, together we lose track of time, we lose our sense of place, we lose ourselves in each other. and we laugh.

goodness, do we laugh.

but onto napa. i am looking forward to a nice glass (or forty) of pinot noir this weekend.

[Jancis Robinson calls pinot a "minx of a vine" and Andre Tchelistcheff declared that "God made cabernet sauvignon whereas the devil made pinot noir." Joel Fleischman of Vanity Fair describes pinot noir as "the most romantic of wines, with so voluptuous a perfume, so sweet an edge, and so powerful a punch that, like falling in love, they make the blood run hot and the soul wax embarrassingly poetic." Master Sommelier Madeline Triffon calls pinot "sex in a glass."]*

mon dieu. i hope so.

*wikipedia rocks