First, we picked up some smokes and then we headed down to my favorite little winery to pick up a bottle of my favorite wine - blackberry cab. We looked through the bins and again, they were totally out of my wine. Bummer. So, we decided that now was as good a time as any to try their wood fired, pizza Napoletana. We decided to order their artichoke dip as a starter. Ryan loved it. I thought it needed spinach :) Then, we went with the traditional Margherita pizza, but we added some imported Italian ham; and I settled for a glass of regular cabernet sauvignon.
Then, with full bellies we headed home. And this is where I cheated. I had a cigarette. And it was everything I remembered it being. Amazing. We proceeded to have a few more smokes over the course of the weekend, but ask Jenny, it was no more than 2 a day. And, I'm sure you will all be happy to know that I haven't had one since and don't plan to.
So there. I cheated. But, most think it was entirely excusable. I would tend to agree.
