Wedding Road Trip Round Trip: San Francisco to Spokane, August 1-5, 2013
Call me crazy, but just two weeks after driving from my parents’ home in Connecticut to mine in San Francisco, I was on the road again.
Two good friends of ours, Jared and Fabrice, were getting married in the great state of Washington. And while we tried to get affordable airfare, everything about flying was putting us off: the lack of direct flights to Spokane, the re-routing through cities as far-flung as Denver, the 80,000 miles United wanted us to fork over for the pleasure of an economy seat.
And, then of course, I can’t resist the road. Viki had never stopped in Portland before, and we figured we could see a little of that city on our way back. Jared convinced us a stop on the way up in Bend overnight would be worth it, and so — next thing we knew we were in the car and driving northward for a magnificent wedding on the Palouse, with great bottles of Pinot Noir and tasty Oregon dinners on either side of Spokane and environs.
A quick overnight in Portland on the way back to San Francisco. We arrived just in time to walk through a little of the still up-and-coming Pearl District to have an amazing small plate feast at the Park Kitchen.
Still in celebratory mode, we had a glass of sparkling wine from Argyle Winery to go with some tempura string beans.
Then we had another fine Oregon pinot noir and more good food that I can barely remember. All up we drove 1,700 miles (not counting the 90-mile roundtrip in a shuttle van from downtown Spokane to Jared’s mother’s farm) in 5 days. Well worth it….every mile.
Well, of course there was a wedding cake with an Eiffel Tower on top of it!
The wedding of our friends Jared and Fabrice, was held on Jared’s mother’s farm, about 45 minutes southeast of Spokane in the great Palouse wheat and legume agricultural area of the northwest. That’s me in the top photo arriving, looking for a glass of champagne.
It was over near the pickup truck, appropriately supplied with delicious French cheeses. When one of the grooms is French and an interior designer, you know all the stops will be pulled out.
Including the complete redesign and refurbishment of what was a few months ago a dusty old barn. The photo does not do the reception justice. We’ll have to wait for the magazine spread to be published for that to occur!
And - the lovely couple, Jared (left) and Fabrice (right). We wish them a lifetime of happiness. They are great guys!
The wedding on the Palouse.
This is just about how the Hotel Ruby in downtown Spokane looked when we pulled in on a rainy Friday evening.
A truly well-done refurbished old motel, we were given a huge double room — which was going to be a huge help for two women getting ready to go to a wedding tomorrow. Two separate vanities and an area to model our outfits would be much appreciated.
But first - we needed to rush across the street to Spokane’s landmark hotel, The Davenport, and its Peacock Lounge to meet a good chunk of fellow wedding goers for pre-dinner cocktails.
According to Jared, the Davenport has the most expensive drinks in Spokane, but that would still seem cheap for those of us coming from San Francisco.
Fun fact about the Davenport - which like the Ruby, has been spiffed up back to its old glory after a significant stretch on the down-and-out - it is the birthplace of Crab Louie. Yes, I know what you’re thinking, because I was thinking it too. A crab dish with a tangy sauce comes from landlocked Spokane? Well, yes, it does. For the meantime, I’ll keep purchasing my Dungeness crab in San Francisco in the winter time, thanks very much. But I will think of the Davenport next time I make a side of Louie sauce!
We finished our cocktails and trekked off to Scratch down the street for the pre-wedding dinner. Fabrice and some of his French friends now joined us and we got to meet Jared’s mom, dad and stepmother, who treated the party to plenty of wine and dinner, which included a delicious crab chowder. Am I missing something about Spokane and crab?