Of course, I took her to Napa:
And we obviously visited my favorite spot in San Francisco, Baker Beach:
But most important was our dinner Monday night. From the earliest planning stages of our trip, Shelly'd said, "The only thing I'm dead set on is having dinner at Chez Panisse." She's a serious foodie, and Alice Waters is her hero. So on her last night in the Bay, I canceled my San Quentin class and we trekked up to Berkeley's Gourmet Ghetto for the finest dinner East of San Francisco.
Imagine her surprise when, chatting over Zinfandel & incredible appetizers, Shelly looks to her right and sees none other than . . . Alice Waters. She was there, at her very own Chez Panisse! On a Monday night! Suffice to say, we got a picture:
(one for the record books)
See? You can do it both ways. The world's most notorious biker gang one night, and the East Bay's finest dining establishment another!