Then on into the Red Rock Country to Sedona. I snapped a picture of one of the famous Pink Jeeps that takes tourists around the area.
On to Tlaquepaque (tuh-lock-ee-POCK-ee), a center for art galleries and shops designed on architecture from the town of Tlaquepaque, Mexico, a suburb of Guadalajara. These don't appear to be very Spanish or Mexican but I've always liked them.
After browsing through a couple of shops, we went to the real reason for our trip, Rene's French restaurant. Nice atmosphere, nice art on the walls.
I thought Judy looked beautiful today.
We didn't take a picture of me so I snapped one when we got home. I definitely do NOT look beautiful.
But, back to Rene's. There was a bottle of wine . . a rose adapted from an Argentine Malbec.
Then the food. We shared a couple of appetizers: Bacon Wrapped Dates with a bleu cheese dip and Saute Brie served atop french bread with caramelized apples with fresh fruit on the side. Judy's entree was Mushrooms Streudel - assorted mushrooms sauted in garlic and thyme, tossed with feta and provolone cheese encased in puff pastry.
I had Sand-Dab, a sweet, delicate flatfish finished with beurre noisette.
Just outside the restaurant, we visited one more shop and Judy found a big pot done by a Northern California artist, Bruce Fairman. His pieces are coated in a glaze which contains gold, platinum and titanium. She had to have it so it's now resting in our home.
All in all, a great day, a fine anniversary. 41 years seems like an almost impossible length of time. But as I told Judy this morning, "Only 9 more years!"
