After leaving Brooklyn , with in 2 hours you can be sipping a glass of wine at a beautiful winery, eating lobster rolls, shopping couture, laying on the beach, eating a fresh peach from a farm stand or standing here at the point!  The Southern Fork of the Island was my favorite!  The Montauk Yacht Club was a great place to stay, with the room overlooking the water.  Plus they rent out bikes for free to roam around the point.  At night, a fire on the patio is perfect!
I loved it and will be back


One blink of an eye and they were gone.

How could it be a year ago when my heart aches like it happened one single minute ago?

I think back often of how that first two weeks played out and how I know nothing of what happened besides missing them.    

Its The day my life somehow stopped....I didnt think about work deadlines, sales that were ending, who I had to call, friends birthdays or what I was going to eat.  I didn't think about posting on facebook, bills that needed to be paid, if my plants needed to be watered, wines that needed to be ordered, customers who needed return calls, tires that needed to be rotated......I thought of none of that daily stuff that fills your head like white static.  It was like someone clicked me "off".

That has never happened to me before. 

My brain turned on only for them - trying to remember every memory possible about them.  How my grandpa used to smoke a pipe and the sound you would hear through the house of him pounding it on the ashtray to clean out before he pulled the tobacco package out of his left shirt pocket to fill it and then the zippo lighting and walking into a puff of perfect smelling pipe smoke.....The high voice he would use sometimes, especially when talking to babies.....the way he crossed his legs and rested his folded hands on his knees.....how he would offer everyone a shot of brandy when they stopped over - and having a shot WITH everyone that stopped over......his ridiculous haircuts my gram would give him with the razor, forgetting 20% of it so there was hair sticking out everywhere.....his quest to finally get me married to the highest bidder..... his love of soup, stealing spoons, instant coffee, donuts, cookies, pie, circus peanuts, peppermints,  potato pancakes, potatoes, cowboy boots, reading the paper, time magazine, brandy, his coffee cup which he never wanted washed, visitors, walking around his yard, his bushkas and holding my hand at church.

Then there was gram - Her bun on top of her head  conveys "her" the best....My fondest memories is with her bent over a flower garden digging in the dirt.  She loved flowers and plants - irises, gladiolas, peonies, poppies, lillies and christmas cactuses...She loved growing vegetables and eating them.  She would drink pickle juice, boatloads of wine and instant coffee like it was water.  She wore the funniest shoes and costume jewerly, believed in God above all else and was the most thoughtful person Ive met, always thinking about everyone but herself.  She loved coins, plates, cooking (and she was the best) drinking coffee, ginger cookies, reading, and reading and reading.....I can remember her always rubbing her hands together all fast and throwing her head back to laugh and giggle.

Then I remember them - It was never one or the other - it was THEM TOGETHER.  They werent apart.  Ever.  They loved each other so hard.  They were committed and loyal, gracious and completely ridiculous.  To their family and each other.  The stories when people talk about great love - they were told because of them

So many things in my every day life reminds me of them - every trip I go on I see postcards that I want to send them...it still makes my heart drop...Sundays are hard not being able to take them to church and have my alone time with them.  My website has been pushed to the wayside as more then half of it was stories of them and I just cant bear to change it.  Ive had people still ask me about them up until just last week "how are your grandparents?  Tell me a funny church story" - And people are so taken aback when I tell them they were killed in a car accident.  together.  But really what a love story.  

I know it was for the best - I know they are in a better place and I know its great to know they are up there together- as they would have wanted.

And I will celebrate their lives as I have been.  I will travel, live, love and experience.  I will write postcards to Jack and love him so much he may burst before hes 2.  I will drink coffee and go to church on Sundays and tell their story.  I will start this damn website again and I will continue to live on.  Honestly I find myself healthier mentally than I ever have in my life.  Content, happy, positive.  Its pretty amazing.  Out of such tragedy brings such a positive outcome. ..Im the lucky one to have had them.  I was the lucky one. 

SO cheers to them today - November 16th - I will have a cup of instant coffee and then many glasses of wine

When you have house made sausage AND chicken and waffles - what do you choose?
Chicken was breaded with almost a dried gravy like taste - then a sweet potato hash with bacon - then Waffles with syrup - Its gluttonous
Then, I think Im being healthy by getting the french omelet with Greens and house made sausage - the sausage was like heaven and when I first cut into it, this delicious juice went spattering out and hit the bartender.....because at a place like this you MUST sit at the bar and make friends with the bartender.  This place was buzzing - and I heard its almost impossible to get into for dinner.  I can taste why!

I had a sparkling gamay and then also ordered a side of those house made zucchini pickles that I could have had an entire jar of....They have a coffee barista just grinding and making coffee with a black grounds stained apron.  You'd see him resurface from creative coffee brewing every couple of minutes, wiping his sweating brow and smiling that he may be making the best cup of jo in the city.

They also have 6 rooms upstairs they rent out by the night! 
I loved it here - Id go back in a heartbeat! Brunch is spectacular! 27 on Zagat!

Longman & Eagle
Ramen ramen ramen.
I love smoking hot pork soup, slurping up the noodles and tiny drops of goodness splashing on my face and shirt.  Pork meat balls, pork belly and pork shank with sprouts, bok choy, cilantro and scallions.  It was like spicy hot heaven.  
They also make this delicious ceviche with octopus, squid, scallop and shrimp that was so zesty with the right amount of lime.
Korean pork belly nestled on top of cloud like hot buns - WOW - crispy but then those pork hot buns just melt onto your tongue.
I liked the vibe here and would drive 2 hours just to get the Ramen.  Perfect rainy day food.

GO there - The Slurping Turtle - West hubbard st  - chicago!
A boring tuesday night that turned into something special...story unfolds like this - the same tuesday - stop with a bottle with friends and conversations turn from boring to BAM within 30 minutes.  I secretly wished for a slow roasted pig and coleslaw before my first glass was over.  It brought me back to a funny summer day where we woke up, pulled a 120 lb albino looking pig out of the fridge with no racks in it, and humped this irridescent animal into a hot charcoal grill....the skin sizzling as the heat started to turn the lard into liquid....

Hours later this suddenly bronzed swine was glistening in the sunlight, surrounded by 60 starving carnivores.  Ah the first bite was mine, skin as crispy as a corn chip...

Smoky, sweet, savory and delicious.  Just like this wine.  Smoky sweet savory and delicious.  A great tribute to New Orleans - Fess Parker roasts a perfect pig with this one

Life has a way of getting away from me

I've been home for 3 weeks and Ive found myself diving into work, wine tastings, wine dinners and constant running.  Trying to see my nephew, trying to work out, trying to see my friends.  I realized a couple of things lately......I waste too much time on silly things.....facebook, scramble with friends, looking at travel websites.   Its time to refocus!

I just signed up for a photography class, i vowed to write on here more about wine and travel and I am cutting out some of the garbage.....

I am making some new goals and sticking to them!

An Evening with Quintessa

Block Tasting & Vertical Tasting


2011 Illumination Sauvignon Blanc

served with Imported Cheese, Bread and Fruit Tray

2011 Corona Norte, Cabernet Sauvignon

2011 Dragon's Terrace, Cabernet Sauvignon

served with Roasted Eggplant, Sweet Red Pepper Cream and Olive Crustini

2011 Riviera Norte, Cabernet Franc

2011 Tesoro, Petit Verdot

served with Crustini with Duck Breast,

shitake mushrooms and balsamic glaze

2009 Faust Cabernet Sauvignon

served with Bacon wrapped chorizo stuffed dates

2006 and 2009 Quintessa

served with Braised Short Ribs with Roasted Fall Vegetables

I read this book on New years day - It was religious in some ways but even if you are not religious - I believe its a good true story of a mans life and his crossing over into heaven.  and then back onto the earth.  It made me truly happy that his recollection of heaven was so "full of joy and happiness and everyone was smiling and laughing and singing" that it was comforting to know that not only were my grandparents there but I too will be able to go there when its my time.  
   We all hope for greatness now and in the afterlife - whatever you may believe that may be.  
This man believes he came back because a stranger came over and layed next to him in his demolished car, held his hand, and prayed for him.  He was already pronounced dead.  for over 20 minutes at this time.  What a story and he has many people that back the story up.  Can you imagine?  
  And all because of this stranger.  
 The story is not all peaches and cream.  When this man came back from heaven to here his body was thrashed.  It took him years of surgeries and being in the hospital, crippling pain and depression.  He asked God daily why he let him come back to endure this type of hellish life.  
He speaks about this hour in heaven now - all over the world.  People come to him and he gives them strength and hope.  He also wrote this book which is a quick read and it makes you really think of life.  Maybe its a hoax.  But I want to believe I will feel so happy and joyous when i leave this beautiful world
You do not know me but for some reason I checked the Post Cresent just now. I do not know why but am grateful that I did. Always meant to be together. I am so sorry for your loss.
Always remember the memories. Those they can not take away from us. God Bless You All.
Sharon Mueller
Little Chute, Wisconsin
This was from a complete stranger that signed my grandparents guest book on the funeral home website.  This person read the paper and felt she needed to say that she saw their love and was so happy they could hold hands and leave the world together.    I have reread this a hundred times.  I have thought about this Sharon and her compassion.  Its the little things that we all need to remember to do in life.  Its those things that seem to affect us so strongly.  
at a moment like this in time - how can life ever be bad?