My friend and I wince. Our abode is oozing filth: linoleum floors are sticky with long-dried spilled liquid, an exploded soda in a non-functioning mini fridge, the kitchen sink’s broken faucet knobs, a toilet I didn’t want to touch, unclean bedding and spiders everywhere. We hit the jackpot. Continue reading “We’re staying in a horse trailer?”
“Whatever it is, it’s over the hill.” I’m told by a fellow guest just after the host guesses blind it’s a Second Growth Bordeaux from a great vintage–drinking beautifully. Opinions may vary. Continue reading Wine IQ: to age or not to age
My eyes start to water. It’s the spiciest food I’ve eaten and it’s not spicy. It’s salty, tart, tangy, garlicky and other, unknown flavors. I’ve never heard of the dish. It’s also true I’m 10 years old at the time. Continue reading Pseudo adobo?
I hear a swooping sound and whip around in time to see a bald eagle coming in for a landing; giant talons are out like landing gear, and huge claws grab the weather tower arm 50′ above me. It eyeballs me; I shudder. Welcome to Disco Park. Continue reading Discovery Park: wildlife up-close
I must be crazy–I choose to drive to the windward side of the island where it’s dumping rain and hail–instead of laying on warm, sunny beaches of the leeward side. I hope this is the best botanical garden I’ve seen.
Continue reading Plantus exoticus: Waimea Valley Botanical Gardens
Hands are sweaty. Click. Long sigh. Now, to wonder. I’m stepping into another world: registering for the Court of Master Sommeliers’ first level course and exam, called ‘Introductory.’ The requisite 200-page workbook covers a vast amount of info: the entire world of wine, beer, sake and spirits; service, salesmanship, and hospitality; and the deductive tasting method. Time to study up. Continue reading Wine Sharks: Introductory exam