by Risa Nye

One of the few things I miss about having kids in elementary school is going on field trips. Over the years, with three kids going through school, I went to a fire station in Berkeley, the Oakland Museum of California, the zoo, the little farm at Tilden Park, Crab Cove in Alameda, and the county courthouse in Martinez, among the more memorable places. But all that is in the past—or so I thought. Last week, I decided to take a grown-up field trip on my own—to a distillery. Continue reading →