Say you’re in San Francisco, it’s a Wednesday, and you feel like having champagne. And you’re broke, or you’re not broke, but it’s not in your blood to drop $65 on a bottle of sparkling wine in a so-so restaurant. And maybe you’re not even all that hungry. It’s 3 o’clock, and long before any kind of dinner planning happens, you are thinking that plush bed in the Fairmont on Nob Hill deserves a midday nap. From you.
I understand completely.
That’s why it’s so nice to share with you what we’ve learned over the past 4 years…
Sometimes champagne just happens.
It’s the sound of guitar music escaping out the door of a small wine merchant, who’s willing to pour you a glass on the side.
And that is why it’s important to wander. Wherever you are.
The best glasses of champagne are enjoyed that way. Trust me.