It was a hot Sunday in Sonoma and that means time to get out the hot rod, fluff up the hanging dice and take a spin around the old downtown Plaza. Like much of California — with its hot, dry rust-free weather — Sonoma is a mecca for classic car buffs. The thing to do is crank up your rod, go slowly cruising around the historic old square and maybe stop into the Black Bear Diner where the local rodders hang out to admire each other’s vehicles and enjoy a slap-up breakfast. (Unfortunately, the Bear has been closed for nearly a year after a kitchen fire, but that hasn’t stopped the Sunday Rod Parade. They’re keeping in practice until the place reopens.) So the ’35 Ford was rolled out of the barn and given a quick polish.
About The Author
Although I'd like to think of myself as a rootin', tootin', wine-makin' cowgirl, I currently only live in Sonoma part-time. Mostly I'm on freeways between San Jose and Sonoma. With two yapping terriers in crates behind me. We try to enjoy both places and points in between. Which will explain why my post subjects are all over the map.
About This Blog
A Yank. A Brit. Two Terriers. A Vineyard. And a Dream.
Being the true-life adventures of two city kids and two spoiled terriers as they transition to a life of winemaking and organic farming in Sonoma. You know Green Acres? It’s like that.
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