As if giving me the key to his yacht for an indefinite time wasn't quite enough, Dr. J also decided to take me out to dinner, where I got to meet his wife (our Panamera Turbo chauffeur/DD for the night) and son.
Sometimes you think life can't get any worse and it does. But sometimes you think life can't get any better....and then, bam!, it does.
(Enough oysters and clams to feed an angry swarm of Otters:)
His wife is a charming Naval officer (who, btw, can do more push-ups than most mortals) and his son is a star lacrosse player/quarterback and devoted to academics, too. If all sons came out like this dude I'd be looking for a wife to settle down with.
45 day aged steaks paired nicely with the Turley Rattlesnake Ridge Zin:
(The waiters didn't even blink when the Strider came out before dessert.)
Great night. Great night indeed.