Toto, we're not in Kansas Anymore:
I decided to take the train from Riverside (I'm on a four day jaunt down south) to downtown Los Angeles today and I quickly realized I wasn't in Kansas or, for that matter, Oakland anymore.
Down here they have people jumping from the ceilings of their subways and alien spaceships masquerading as buildings on their streets.
All, of course, best enjoyed on foot in 102 degree heat. I kept looking for their vineyards but with no success. Perhaps I'll find them in the high desert north of here tomorrow.
Feel free to join me in looking - or perhaps just join our tasting of California wines from Napa and North this Saturday from 2-5pm. Either activity should be