August 4, 2020, Napa Valley
Our promenading feet led us to Oxbrow where my favorite Hog Island was. That was where we intended to look for food. But the place was already closed by 6 pm. Too early I must say but most stores and restaurants are closing earlier than usual nowadays after this virus thing happened.
With Oxbrow closed, we walked over to Grove, the garden restaurant of the Culinary Institute of America at Copia. It was a blessing in disguise because we instantly loved the location of our outdoor table—- dining in the garden surrounded not just by colorful summer blooms but by organic herbs and vegetable plants.
Oxbrow being closed was a blessing in disguise. We ended up having dinner at the Culinary Institute of America.
For better food handling and to simplify their operation during this covid period they offer a fixed menu at $45 / person complete with appetizer, main course, dessert, and service is family style (sharing). Wine not included.
They have something for Mochi too. Free drink!
Since I wanted to eat in Hog Island my husband presumed that I really wanted tomhave oysters so he ordered a la carte for me.
We had so much food. After the oysters parang busog na agad ako.
Prosciutto with melon
The servings were hefty, could be good for four people. I wished my son was with us. The grilled fish tasted fresh and flavorful but I couldn’t eat a lot because my stomach was so stuffed already.
The dessert took sometime to arrive but we didn’t mind the wait. If not for the chilly breeze vis a vis our summer outfits, we were truly enjoying our dinner. The three of us plus Mochi were glad we dined here.
Here comes dessert. Ay bitin, I want some more! Oh ‘ kala ko ba no more space in the tummy?
Edmund gave his credit card to Oyen and she was the one who saw the total bill and wrote down the amount of tip she wanted to give. He signed the bill without realizing how much he paid or how much we’ve eaten. Takaw namin. Better na hindi nya alam baka hindi sya matunawan.
I miss my cows Harry and Daisy.
Making the most of our time together. Six-months of being stuck together didn’t seem that long.
We walked back to the hotel shivering from the cold. It was sunny and warm when we first arrived at the restaurant. It became too cold by the time we finished our meal. Our summer clothes were no match for the skin-penetrating evening chill.