Kevin and Peter drove up today, to leave the sprawl for a spell and check out the Benziger winery tour.
I think I love Oakland. Say what you will about hipsters, they come with fancy foods, drinks, and walkable neighborhoods. Hopscotch is the kind of place I would spoil myself with. Intimate and delicious, I could happily sit at the bar with a cocktail, small plate, and book. However, fried chicken came recommended and it took all three of us to kill it off.