The fun begins.
In minutes, we make our way to dinner at a friend’s house (significant other of one of my favorite relatives — "Big George") in the Oakland Hills above Berkeley. The view will be spectacular.
I’ve shopped…this afternoon, and tomorrow at 10 a.m. we’ll have Sunday Brunch for about 8 of our dearest neighbors in the 350 N. 2nd Lofts. Frittatas shall prevail; along with fried potatoes, a fruit salad of berries and melons, pork breakfast sausages, and a green salad.
We’ll get buzzed beforehand on mimosas.