In almost every single wine country guidebook, you’ll see mention of Nick’s Italian Café. After a long day of wine tasting, we took a chance…without reservations we walked in the front door, kept our fingers crossed, and politely asked if they had room for three?
The hostess looked at her clip board, looked at the open tables and with a coy smile out of the side of her mouth said, “I think I can squeeze you guys in.”
The wine gods were with us! I like to think of the wine gods like the parking gods, except that they handle dinner reservations.
