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
A dear friend texted me, asking whether I thought they should purchase a 47-year-old Rioja Gran Reserva blanco. If it’s from Lopez de Heredia, it’s not only acceptable, but worthy of a meal created for it. Continue reading 1970 Lopez de Heredia dinner