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We were happily surprised with the quality of the Paso Robles Pinot Noirs. So much so that I found myself thinking: Is there *anything* that Paso can't do?!?
When I stopped for gas at Barstow, I opened up the glove box to see if there was a manual in there. Well there was. Unfortunately, it was on a CD, still nicely shrink-wrapped. What use was that?!?
July, in my opinion, is the convection oven of the Las Vegas year. It's not Chamber-of-Commerce-poster-child time here in Sin City.
Well, after my trip to Paso Robles last month, I'm finding myself eyeballs-deep in post. And I'm the staff!
That chunky, short-haired person talking with Paul is me back then. Now I have long hair. Still chunky. Whatever.
We were having such a good time - and The Wineaux Guy™ was a magnet with his huge hat - that the next thing we knew, we were being escorted out at the end of the event. What!? How did that happen!?
The Wineaux Guy thankfully talked me off the precipice, insisting that 5:00 a.m. was not "late." Ok. He had a point.
In between there will be roaming the California coast from Santa Barbara to Solvang, Paso Robles to Monterey. My cameras and notepads are at the ready, and I'm jonesing for adventure.
So until I find a place that I can settle into – and be reasonably certain that the owner won’t change his mind and kick me out because someone else showed up with the bottomless wallet – my Paso Robles Getaway posts may sound more like pity parties.
So I'm in search of another place to rent. Something as insignificant as not having a roof over my head won't deter me from visiting Paso! Unless, of course, it rains a lot and I've done my hair.
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