Two Tenors and an Accordion

We were in for a surprise when we took some old Berkeley friends to the VJB winery for pizza and a bottle of wine in the courtyard.. Just as we settled in around our table in the courtyard, these guys appeared and started serenading everyone with Italian songs a la Dean Martin. They might have been recruited from Oakmont, the nearby "active retirement community" and they probably would have been more comfortable in shorts and t-shirts like everyone else, but weren't bad (if you can handle accordion music and a tenor singing Volare)--just not quite what we expected for an afternoon of catching up. Never mind--one never knows what to expect in wine country in the summer--especially at the weekend. We came back to the White House for coffee and a chat.

We will miss the boys of the Tour after the finale on the Champs Elysee tomorrow. Every July they manage to take up a good chunk of our evenings this year, and we love it, but some of the finishes have been so exciting that we'll be happy to have a chance to catch up on our sleep. My only question is this--if the French are so anti-doping, why do they design a course so inhumanly difficult, that if someone does manage to pull off a win, the inevitable reaction is--"you must be using banned performance enhancing drugs"...