I left my heart...

In San Francisco of course. A brief trip this time for a consulting gig with a few days thrown in to catch up with an old friend.

San Francisco feels like an old friend too...one that I never tire of seeing, never run out of conversation with and never want to leave. The road is calling though and it's time to head back home and get packed up for my next adventure! 

Noodles in Hell's Kitchen

Summer Farmer's Market in Sonoma