Berkeley, September 9, 2013—EN ROUTE HOME from Los Angeles via Lompoc we stopped off in Berkeley for paella on the deck of a comfortable brown-shingle bungalow, the home of a couple of dear friends. Doesn't hurt that they're chefs.
You're looking at the first course: a fine platter of prosciutto and cavolonero, sautéed with onion and bits of hardened chorizo. With this, a couple of bottles of rather nice Cava: a 2010 L Hereu de Raventos Blanc Brut and, a little more complex, a Castellroig of the same vintage.
Meanwhile, Curt was preparing the paella, and I was snapping photos (as usual, with the iPhone):