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Anaheim-Fullerton
HD
Wine
&
Dine
Treating
Customers
Well
By
SuperGlide
Gail
Fullerton,
CA,
June
16/19,
2010--No
pancakes,
I
promise!
Tom
Scott,
AFHD
owner,
knows
very
well
from
years
of
chili
cook-offs
and
free
hot
dogs
and
hamburgers,
that
bikers
run
on
their
stomachs.
This
week
in
June
saw
two
special
events.
On
Wednesday,
Tom
planned
a
special
evening
of
wine
tasting,
bringing
a
favorite
vacation
destination
to
the
California
mid-coast
wineries
home
to
his
dealership.
Adding
a
15%
off
sale,
Tom
knows
how
to
take
advantage
of
a
cheap
drunk--me.
Rick
Lenning,
last
year's
HOG
Chapter
President,
was
an
informative
sommelier
(original
French
definition:
steward
of
pack
animals...when
you
get
too
drunk,
they
pack
you
home...)
who
eventually
convinced
me
to
stray
from
my
white
zinfandels
and
try
the
reds.
There
was
a
vast
difference
between
the
$9.99
and
$25.99
wine.
You
get
what
you
pay
for.
'Course,
we've
known
that
about
Harleys
for
decades.
For
the
beer
drinkers,
Bootleggers
(a
small
artisan
microbrewery
located
in
Fullerton)
had
an
assortment
of
their
home-grown
beers.
Of
the
four
samples,
Black
Phoenix
was
my
favorite
with
chipotle
peppers,
chocolate
malt
and
Arabica
coffee
beans,
making
it
an
excellent
substitute
for
coffee
any
time
of
day.
I
also
tried
the
Wildfire
Wheat
(summer
seasonal),
Rustic
Rye
(IPA,
with
85
IBU
of
rye
grains),
and
Old
World
Hefeweizen
(German
hops).
Having
sampled
myself
into
a
buzz,
I
thought
I
should
allot
some
time
for
shopping.
Maneuvering
up
the
stairs
to
the
Motorclothes
mezzanine
was
much
easier
than
coming
down
the
stairs.
Time
to
get
some
solid
food
in
my
stomach.
A
big
surprise
was
Dave
Jackson,
a
sushi
chef,
creating
tasty
and
beautiful
rolls,
one
particularly
of
salmon
arranged
to
form
a
lovely
pair
of
roses.
Also
on
hand
was
a
buffet
of
meat,
cheese
and
fruit
with
bowls
of
chocolate
set
about
the
showroom.
Adopt
me.
Next
on
the
calendar
was
the
annual
pre-Father's
Day
spaghetti
feed
on
Saturday.
Chef
Rudy
Eberly
spent
six
hours
to
create
40
lbs.
of
spaghetti
and
vat-fulls
of
sausage.
True
to
being
Daddy
Day
when
the
kids
are
brought
out
of
hiding,
one
man
introduced
his
teenage
daughter
to
his
friend
who
exclaimed
"The
last
time
I
saw
you,
you
were
a
little
baby!"
This
is
why
you
don't
have
children:
No
evidence
of
time
passing
and
providing
proof
of
one's
true
age.
A
different
take
on
fatherhood
was
a
miniature
dog
named
Daisy.
I
wasn't
checking
IDs
but
allowed
her
to
qualify
Warner,
her
owner
as
Daddy.
She
did
her
best
imitation
of
Lady
&
the
Tramp,
delicately
eating
a
single
strand
of
pasta
held
aloft
by
him.
Too
cute!
Well,
I've
shopped
and
eaten
enough
to
keep
me
satiated
for
another
month,
until
AFHD's
next
gourmet
event.
Until
then,
remember
my
motto:
Food
First! |
