10 july, 2007
ledson hotel
sonoma, square
parker and i emerged from the marble jacuzzi, jets on full blast, bubbles everywhere. i wrapped myself in a plush robe while she put on her pjs and joined me on the balcony overlooking the square to take in some night air. dan is out exploring the bars his dad drank in when dan was a kid and he waited for pops in the back of the truck. i guess he had to know what was going on in those fine establishment.
we're researching a lifestyles piece for one of my chronicle publications which led us to a free room in this magnificent hotel next door to the sebastiani theatre. it's plush and magnificent, with parquet floors inlaid with exotic woods, vastly high ceilings, frette italian linens and touches of goth in the dramatic wraught iron sconces and chandelier. downstairs the bar is swathed in marble and, well, gleams. i could be very happy here. i am very happy here.
dan went over to jock mcdonald's, photographer extraordinaire who lives in an amazing farmhouse here with his lovely wife and daughters, to do an interview and photo session for the piece, while parker and i checked out the tuesday night farmers' market. compared to san francisco's veritable food orgy every saturday at the ferry plaza, it was pretty dinky but it had a homey, community feel. lots of scubbed teenagers carousing and parents listening to live jazz among heaps of heirloom tomatoes and white peaches. despite the mounds of pedigreed produce around, the corn dog stand was by far the most popular. i bought some fresh strawberries, a nectarine and a homemade corn muffin from the gumbo guy.
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