Boony Doon
Saturday, I spent the day with my grandmother in Santa Cruz. After lunch, we went for a drive to Bonny Doon, where she was born and grew up. We stopped at the Bonny Doon Winery tasting room, which used to be a biker bar, but, more importantly, was once the Bonny Doon general store. In 1928, at the age of 16, it was here that my grandmother met my grandfather. A good day, then and now. 
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