pickled pears, wine sign.

abby try again

Last week, my Aunt Max was visiting from Oakland and we went to this new Dutch bakery slash farm-to-table restaurant slash gin bar slash beer hall slash could we get another round of slash slashes, please. But really, she’s just the coolest, so it’s no surprise we ate and drank and talked and laughed ourselves delicious.  Like the pickled pear chillin’ in our pickle pot, she’s just a good one.