Spent some time in Napa over the last few months eating well, drinking champagne with Abe, dancing to a 20 piece band at a Lee Hudson's, joining Teddy Roosevelt's deck-side hunting party and watching the apocalypse roll across the river while saying goodbye to the River House.
This little torch goes out to Grayson Hartley for all of the above, and more.
So long, for now.
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River's end? It may take a minor miracle but I have a sneaking suspicion there are more river days to come.