After a hike in Armstrong Woods, paddling along the Russian River or biking the Healdsburg Loop with stops at area wineries, baby boomer travelers visiting Sonoma’s Russian River Valley will have worked up an appetite. Before leaving on your active boomer adventure to California wine country, plan ahead. Make a dinner reservation at the Farmhouse Inn and Restaurant on River Road in Forestville.
The yellow clapboard, unassuming farmhouse sits in a glade of trees with a wide lawn edged by flowering perennials. Inside you’ll appreciate the understated decor combined with a quiet ambiance which has gone missing in most of our modern eateries. Although you don’t have to stay at the Farmhouse Inn to dine at the Michelin-starred restaurant, Alan and I highly recommend the complete experience.
On our visit to the Russian River Valley, we enjoyed a Thursday night dinner at the farm to table restaurant where Chef Steve Litke works his magic with locally sustained, organically grown food products. From our table by the window, we looked out onto the front lawn, green from spring rains, while we studied the menu.
The wine steward helped us choose a before dinner glass of wine from the extensive selection. Alan enjoyed an Albariño, Iberian Remix, Central Coast – 2008, while I chose a Syrah, Scherrer, Russian River Valley – 2006.
Since we’re careful about how much we eat, Alan and I decided to share an appetizer of roasted Delta asparagus and Auracana egg accompanied by La Quercia prosciutto chip, fava bean, ramp, and chive blossom. It was like spring on a plate.
Alan claimed that his main course, grilled ribeye, was the most tender cut of beef he had ever experienced. For me, the wild Alaskan halibut topped with green garlic Dungeness crab legs and surrounded by preserved lemon-green olive sauce was the perfect blending of taste. Both of us appreciated the moderate portions. Quality versus quantity wins in our book.
The wait staff provided smooth, unassuming service that rivaled any we have experienced on luxury cruise ships. They knew just when to clear, what questions to ask and how to serve us without hovering. Maitre d’, Christopher Fohner, has trained them well.
When dessert arrived, the chocolate souffle puffed up slightly as the server poured in the brandy cream sauce. That was the moment I regretted my sharing arrangement with Alan. I wanted this chocolate experience all to myself.
At Farmhouse Restaurant, the ambiance, service and cuisine combined into one of our most unforgettable dinners. It was so special that photographing the food would have ruined the experience for us and for those guests sitting around us. We’ll leave you with a photo of the building and grounds. You’ll have to visit yourself to view the wonderfully prepared food.
Have you dined at Farmhouse Inn and Restaurant? Post a comment to share your experience. Someday we’ll return for another meal.
Disclosure: Farmhouse Inn and Restaurant provided this travel experience.
Donna Hull
A boomer travel and lifestyle authority who is exploring the world one activity at a time. Besides writing and publishing My Itchy Travel Feet, she also writes about boomer travel for My Well-Being Powered by Humana, Make It Missoula and is the author of My Itchy Travel Feet: Breathtaking Adventure Vacation Ideas.









Since 2008, we've published articles and photographs focusing solely on travel for boomers: where to go, what to do and how to do it.


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Wow – how delicious – I feel like I was right there eating that fabulous meal alongside you!
I have never dined there but sure wish I had. My dad was born in St. Petersburg, and I hope to make it out to the Russian River area some day to see where so many Russians settled when they came to America.
Wow. This sounds absolutely stupendous. I would love to dine here some day!
Sounds heavenly. I love this area of the country – among my very favorites. Next time I visit, I'll have to make sure to go to this special restaurant!
Sounds amazing! I haven't dined at Farmhouse Inn and Restaurant, but your post certainly made me want to change that.
“It was spring on a plate.”
I love that description in particular. This definitely makes me want to dine at Farmhouse Inn and Restaurant.
I love the Sonoma Valley area with its greenery. This place sounds like a piece of heaven.
You're a saint, Donna. I never share desserts with my husband.
I've never done much exploration in California, but you're making me want to. Your meal sounds just amazing–my mouth was already watering after the mention of the appetizer. I love, love roasted asparagus (maybe even more than the chocolate souffle).
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May 8, 2010 at 10:51 pm
You should have put a warning at the beginning – don't read this if you are hungry!!
Ok – I have to head to dinner now…thanks for wetting my appetite!
It sounds perfect – but I do wish you'd taken a discreet photo or two – I'd love to see what spring on a plate looks like.
I'm putting this place on our to-go-to list. We travel to NoCal on occasion and are always looking for this type of place to eat.
Wow Donna, this sounds delicious and that picture could be straight off a chocolate box – perfect! If you're ever in London, for a similar 'gate to plate' experience check out Platform in London Bridge (SE1). I haven't been but I read about it recently and I'm planning an imminent trip!
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Sarah
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I grew up in Sonoma County and remember driving by the Farmhouse quite often. My folks still live just miles from there. I've never stayed there, but your description of the chocolate souffle makes me regret that!
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May 17, 2010 at 2:31 pm
Thanks, Susan. I liked “spring on a plate,” too.
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May 17, 2010 at 2:31 pm
Sorry. I just couldn't bring myself to intrude with a camera. Spring on a plate was lovely though.
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