Doris, from New York, Treats Adele to Bluewater Bistro

We had been waiting for awhile

to take Adele out  somewhere on the Bay Area Backroads, to celebrate her birthday, care of Doris, who non-chalantly, lives in 

New York, and had been classmates with Adele back in the Forties.  We thought for awhile, and there below the ocean, where we wanted to be, she might be. 

      So, as we began the Twenty Mule Team Trail to our sublime choice of culinary chicanery, we hopped on over to Adele's home and whisked her toward Bodega

Bay to meet our destiny with flavor profiles that came to their own fruition at the Bluewater Bistro, located at the Bodega Bay Golf Links clubhouse.

       Both on the way over and back, the sumptuous cloud action that skittled over the looming horizons on well traveled roads, gave us joy and reminders that we

could always dance and sing our way to any destination without worrying about whether or not anyone in particular was watching. Familiar Sculptures coming into

Sebastopol and the Screaming Mimi's Ice Cream parlor, kept us giggling, until we reached Bluewater Bistro, and Adele peeked out of the shadow of the Nitro, and scanned

around the parking lot, not having ever been there.  Upstairs, we have always considered to have the best views of Bodega Head, and as we got to sitting down, our waitress

came jaunting over to greet us, and to hand us our Brunch Menus.  We chose the Salmon Gravlox sandwich, which came with a Greek Salad, red onions and capers. Next

we chose the fish and chips, which is made with Red Snapper, and comes with coleslaw and we changed the sweet potato fries to onion rings.   We then ordered a

Tempura battered avocado sandwich on a panninii bun, again adorned on the side with a greek salad, which was tomatoes, cucumbers and red onions with a

light cucumber salad dressing. Our last entree was a Pork Loin Slider with Sweet Potato Fries and a Caesar Salad.  We cruised home thru Occidental on Joy Road and

Coleman Valley Road, went Shopping at Anna's Linens on Stony Point Road, near Food Max, and got Ice Cream at Foster's Freeze on 4th Street, before we headed home on

Happy Trails that strewn themselves in and out of Windsor, where we reside in our hopes and dreams of yesteryear, and our images of the near future parading in front of us. As Steven, the host with the mostest, gives a fond farewell to the present adventure, brought and bought by Doris, from New York, Child, I wish for all of you the bird of happiness to gather and fly among you, and bring the harmony of the North Sonoma Coast to your hearts and minds.