Yep, here we go again. Save the date on your calendar, here comes Art Basel Hong Kong right around the corner. Art Basel has a pretty good spread across the globe at this point, of course the annual in Basel Switzerland itself, the somewhat iconic although over rated Art Basel in Miami for all of […]
As a child, I found this heart-wrenching. I wanted to travel the world, but the idea that there was only one place in the world was both adventurous and climatically comfortable put a damper on these plans. In hindsight, too, I recognize a certain early realization of (and grief for) how small the world really is, and its all-too-present limits and limitations.
But age works for grief much as it does for wine, mellowing the early bitter edges into a more complex, cohesive whole. There’s a certain pleasure in looking for Italy in California, and there’s nowhere you’ll find it more clearly than in Napa.
Something about the way the sun lazily rests on stucco walls and archways evokes images of Italy, and the wine-based atmosphere seals the deal. Vineyard after vineyard stretches away over the often sun-soaked hills, dotted with slightly overdone wineries that could have followed Coco Chanel’s sage advice: “Before you leave the house, look in the mirror and take at least one thing off.”
As you may have gathered, the atmosphere here is completely different from what you’d find anywhere else in the Bay Area. It’s a world apart from San Francisco, and only an hour’s drive away.
So, let’s raise a glass of cabernet sauvignon and toast to small worlds and Mediterranean climates.