A Few Beers Please

The good news about our trip to Calistoga was that it only took a few beers to fully recover from the mud bath experience.  I had booked us a night at the newly renovated Sunburst Motel just a ten minute walk into town.  We used the walk to take in the scenery, enjoy the warm weather and, later that night, to sober up on our walk home. 

Slightly hungry from the spa, we headed straight into town in search of an outdoor casual restaurant for a beer and snack.  We found our destination at the Calistoga Inn Restaurant and Brewery with its perfect outdoor patio along the creek.  We ordered beers and to my pleasant surprise, Martin forewent his normal healthy cravings and suggested the buffalo wings and fries.  I was in my own private Eden!

A few beers later, we decided to wander the town before selecting a restaurant.  Wandering, led us to Suzy’s, an amazing old bar that had cold beers and the Giants game on.  And as if the afternoon of bliss that had started with the wings and fries couldn’t get any better, Martin introduced me to some of his many bar tricks using the drink coasters…I never knew he was so talented!

A few more beers on and we found ourselves shopping along the main road, stopping at Maxine’s to snag a cute mid-century modern ice bucket that we couldn’t live without and clearly a must for any newly married couple.  With the shop about to close we didn’t stay long and instead continued on in search for a place for dinner that included good food but was “classy” enough for our casual attire and flip flops.  We found Hyrdo Bar and Grill where we wrapped up the evening with burgers and one more beer.

The walk home under the stars helped to clear our heads and unfortunately Martin’s stomach…shortly after getting back to the room I found him digging into the $7 jar of M&Ms.    

We packed up the following morning and took the scenic route up to Dana and Ray’s for Easter Brunch.  While we physically had left Calistoga, I could still smell the mud from the mud baths throughout the following day… or maybe that was the stale beer breath from the night before.