When we began spreading the news that we were expecting, Ryan, in a moment of weakness, kind of freaked out about making time for his friends, especially those that live outside of the Midwest, once Little Bit gets here. He threw out the idea of making trips to visit said friends, and I, of course, jumped on the opportunity.
So this past weekend, we headed out to San Francisco to visit one of Ryan’s longtime friends, David, and his roommate, a mutual friend from college, Phil. To say that we had an awesome time is an understatement. David and Phil were THE BEST hosts, accommodating us in everything — especially when it came to what we wanted to see and do.
Since we had recently been to San Francisco thanks to the “hurricane honeymoon hiccup,” we didn’t feel obligated to spend a lot of time in the city. So we decided it would be fun for us — even whilst pregnant — to head up to Sonoma and Napa for a day.
The day started with a visit to Bartholomew Park Winery in Sonoma, a small, organic winery that produces roughly 3,000 bottles a year. This experience was AMAZING — the four of us were effusive in our praise of the winery and Bob, our guide, as we were leaving. He completely tailored the tour and tasting to our experience with wines, from harvesting the grapes to the proper way to taste each variety. If you ever visit Sonoma, you must consider this place.
We spent the rest of the day in Napa Valley. Our stops in Napa included Napa Cellars, one of the wineries that sponsors Phil’s professional cycling team (yes, he is awesome and rides a bike for a living), as well as Stag’s Leap, a personal favorite of mine.
After our time in Napa, we headed back to Sonoma for dinner at the girl & the fig. It was recommended to me by a few people as well as Fodor’s, and it did not disappoint.
It was, hands down, a wonderful, jam-packed day and gave us some good footing for planning a future anniversary trip to the Sonoma/Napa valleys. I didn’t feel like I missed out on any of the experience just because I couldn’t participate in the tastings (I’ll admit, I had a few sips of wine — tiny sips, Mom!), and Ryan and I walked away from the trip with a few bottles for me to indulge in after Baby Charlotte makes her debut.