With the number of available weekends between now and when we move to Dublin slowly counting down to zero, we’re doing our best to spend quality time with those who are nearest and dearest to us. This past weekend we spent the evening at our friend Claire and her husband Nick’s beautiful house out in the suburbs, eating delicious food and drinking some amazing bourbons, whiskeys, and scotches. Since we can’t take half-opened bottles with us when we move, the plan was to introduce our friends to some libations they may not have had the chance to taste yet and hopefully kick some of the bottles in the process.
You know those friends you’ve known forever that you’re just so comfortable around, and how when those people introduce you to their other friends, it just all makes perfect sense? That’s this group for us. Alan and Joe have known each other since they were children, and as Joe’s younger sister, Claire grew up around Alan and the rest of their friends. Joe introduced us to Dallas and Christina a handful of years ago, who he met through someone he has known forever through his family’s grocery business, and we just immediately clicked. We met Mark through Dallas & Christina and I’m not sure a funnier person exists.
The thing I love about this group of people is that we all come from very different walks of life and what you do for a living isn’t as important as who you are as a person. That’s a very rare thing in the Bay Area, especially when so much of your time is spent in the tech sector where which VCs funded your last company very much matters, and how many times you’ve IPO’d or been acquired is a very valid measurement of your worth – both literally and figuratively. But with these people, NONE of that matters. In fact, we don’t ever really even talk about work, and if we do it’s only in a tangential sense. There are more important things going on in everyone’s lives and that’s what matters, that’s what drives our conversations late into the night.
I hope this isn’t the last time we have a chance to get together like this before we leave, but if it was, I don’t know that it could have been a better night. Mother Nature put on a spectacular show that is what the hashtag #nofilter was created for, and as I said, the food was delicious (even if I do say so myself as the provider – if not the cooker – of the ribs) and we drank the best of the best of what we have. The big winners of the night were the hand-poured sherry cask single malt from Bowmore for its novelty and the Blanton’s for taste & smoothness. Very few would touch the Laphroaig PX, but that’s not unexpected. That level of peat is definitely an acquired taste.
I’ll shut up now and let the pictures tell the story as I relive what was one of the best nights of the year, no doubt.