I do realize that I'm still obsessing over Sonoma like two weeks later.
I promise this is my last "great local Sonoma resto" post for a while (and, no, crossies don't count). BUT, the above smoked salmon salad has been haunting my dreams like a tasty Freddy Krueger or something, so . . . I had to share.
Sorry. That was so not a tasty image. Forget that. Let's say instead that the salad is dancing in my dreams like sugar plum fairies. Ahhh. Much better.
I wish I had that salad now. I would tear it to bits with my claw like hands. BAD, FREDDY! This is MY blog. Sorry. That was Freddy, not me. Sometimes he is so out of control.
xo – N.