Marin French Cheese

Some of you may remember this sketch I created last fall of the Marin French Cheese Factory:

the_cheese factory_Petaluma_sWell, the illustration I created from the sketch is now used on the cheese label. I’ve tasted the cheese and it’s wonderful! Pick some up at your local cheese shop today.

Marin French Cheese

 

Vintage Passenger Train in Asti

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In 1881, Andrea Sbarbono developed an agricultural colony just south of Cloverdale that would later become known as Italian Swiss Colony. In the 1960s, the Colony produced TV commercials that strangely, featured a little old man as a winemaker costumed in an Alpine hat and lederhosen. He closed the commercial with the classic phrase, “That little old winemaker, me!”

Today the wine facility is home to Cellar No. 8 winery. Near the tasting room, two vintage train cars sit in the middle of a vineyard, a carryover from glory days of the 1960s when the Italian Swiss Colony tasting room received more than 10,000 visitors per year.

 

Our Lady of Mount Carmel

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Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church, located in Asti just south of Cloverdale, stands in a serene landscape of vineyards and mountains. The church was built in 1960 by the agricultural co-op known as the Italian Swiss Colony that produced old world wines. In keeping with the spirit of the colony, wine barrel staves were used to construct the roof and interior wood workings of the church. Its exterior was designed to echo the shape of a wine barrel.

Bottling a Dream

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My Sunday Column “Sense of Place” usually runs at the bottom of the Towns section every other Sunday, but today my work was printed in the “Vignette” section at the top of the page. Today’s story is about Robert Rue Vineyards located in the town of Fulton. Bob and Carlene Rue, the winery owners, are some of the nicest people I’ve meet and make some great wines too.

Here is the text (I know it’s a bit hard to read the newspaper from my scan):

South of Fulton and down an old country road, a row of plum trees call attention to Robert Rue Winery. Bob and Carlene Rue purchased this 10-acre, 100 year old vineyard in 1973, and over the years have sold their grapes to many well known local wineries. The vineyard is a field-blend of predominantly Zinfandel, interplanted with Petite Sirah, Carignane, and Alicante Bouschet grapes.

In 2001, Bob and Carlene’s long held dream of producing their own wine became a reality. With the help of winemaker Dan Barwick, and before him, winemaker Carol Shelton, the wine blended from Rue vines has garnered many awards. The first vintage was produced at a custom crush facility and the finished wine stored in their garage. In 2010 the Rue family built a new facility on their property to accommodate an expanding production of almost 1,000 cases per year.

Little Free Library

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The “Little Free Library” movement has arrived in Sonoma County. Currently, there are two libraries located in the town of Sonoma and one in Cotati. The Little Free Library is a worldwide nonprofit organization that offers free books housed in small containers to members of the local community. It was founded in Hudson, Wisconsin by Todd Bol.

Kathy O’Neill of Sonoma built her Little Free Library out of reused materials and dedicated it to Maurice Sendak, author of one of my favorite childhood library books.” The sign encourages passers-by to take a book. Return a book. And a bench offers visitors a seat while browsing.

Anyone can create their own library box, which is usually about the size of a doll house, or purchase one from the Little Free Library website. Once registered, the libraries are assigned a number and owners are sent a sign that reads “Little Free Library.”

Locations of all the Little Free Libraries around the world are listed on this Google map.

Wild Flour Bread Bakery

The area surrounding Freestone, a tiny town just west of Sebastopol, California, is home to more sheep, cows and goats than human residents. But when Wild Flour Bread opens its doors, the human population likely doubles.

Last Sunday my wife and I waded through a sea of pastry enthusiasts as they gathered out front to drink coffee and eat fresh baked goods. Once inside, the warm air smelled of cinnamon. A crowd sampled sweet breads, cheese breads, crusty breads, and scones, all the while juggling hats, mittens and wallets. We ordered the Egyptian, a sweet bread of pear, ginger, and fig.

After filling up our coffees, we strolled into the garden next door. Surrounded by lavender, broccoli, lettuce, and kale sprouts, we sat on a wood bench beneath a tree, keeping company with garden sculptures nestled in nasturtiums. Peeling back the paper covering our bread, we found a sticky sweet, buttery, ginger glaze loaf, that warmed our hands and bellies, as we devoured it in the crisp morning air.