Last week, we started working together. He's in the cellar, on the bottling line, and he has to wear funny plastic goggles and yellow gloves. We eat lunch together every day, sitting at the picnic tables out back near the crushpad. (Our coworkers make fun of us and call our table the husband-and-wife table.) Sometimes we carpool.
It's fun sharing work gossip and packing our lunches together and talking wine stuff. But the best part is getting to show him the things about working in Napa that I really love.
Namely, BarbersQ, home of the best pulled pork sandwich ever. I took him there last Thursday after work. As usual, the food was fantastic.
I hope this becomes a regular date.
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