Goodbye Becs

With a heavy heart and suitcase, we dropped Becs at the airport this afternoon. I have eaten and drunk more in the previous week than any comparable time in the last two years, and seen some bits of this state that are new even to me (and seen some double). We've looked for a single, eligible vineyard owner for our cousin, and I've signed her up for job alerts from the HR department of UC Berkeley. Come back soon!

Do you really need that many peanut butter cups?