I’m certainly no foodie or wine expert, but it is fun to pretend. With Monterey Bay as my canvas, I sit on the deck listening to the ocean waves come ashore as I sip Italian wine and savor succulent scallops.


Sea otters play in the water as I taste oyster on a half shell and lobster penna. Bowl after tasty bowl of clam chowder makes love to my lips. I gorge the perceived finer things in life, and love every minute of it.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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