Saturday, March 10, 2018

The Sun Is Always Warmer When You Can Feel It - Pt. 4



A glass clinked. 

People scooted in closer to make room at the table for the ones that had just walked in the door. 

It went like it always goes when gathered around a table with those you haven't met yet. 

Introductions were offered by mutual friends, initial reactions were gauged for future reference, and opinions based on first impressions were born. 




We looked at our menus between talking, and when the waitress walked up, a voice from the group spoke out. 

"I am cool," I said. 


"You certainly are," replied the waitress as she rushed off. 


Soon, claims of "I am grateful", "I am thriving", and "I am gracious" rang out, and the waitress affirmed each one.


Because that's how you order at Cafe Gratitude. 





When I was younger, I was hesitant to try new or gourmet style restaurants, because "I don't have one meal to waste on food I don't like."

I still believe that, I've just added something to the end. 

"I don't have one meal to waste on food I don't like. 
I also don't have one meal to waste on food I already know I like, when there are good options for food I haven't tried yet."


So when Cherie mentioned this place, I was all for it. 

If it hadn't been vegan, I would have liked it better, but in my books, a meal without meat that tastes really good, is very impressive. 



Beverly Hills. 

And I was with the real celebrities. 













Stephanie says they get their macarons flown in from Paris. 

But who knows. 

I didn't even see a landing strip or anything. 




Yes, I ran around taking pictures of cars. 

But if I hadn't, I wouldn't have these sweet pictures. 

It's like worship on a Sunday night. 

You won't get anywhere until you start looking a little ridiculous. 













On top of Brooks Brothers.





"You want to go to the beach?"

"Sure!"

"Let's go!"

...............

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"Alright, let's go!"

.................

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"Let's GO."

"OK LETS GO!"






Amen.




Always wanted to do this. 

I couldn't see my name, but they promised it was on there. 


I came to California hoping on beautiful weather. 

It seemed like the very ocean was smiling at us.

And...

"It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like the morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living."




















Guess what. 

No more car pictures. 

Just Angela's first time to Chipotle. 




Ok, only one more. 




Remember this place from an earlier post?

Yep. 





The only set of wings they have.





I needed some hot chocolate before we started the drive back to San Diego, so we stopped into this place to grab some.

I won't list the name of the place cause I don't like to rag on a restaurant just because of one bad experience. 

And our barista meant well. 





But that wasn't hot chocolate.




It was water with some brown stuff in it. 

I ended up pouring it out. 


It would've been my 3rd cup that day, so I probably didn't need it anyway. 






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Tuesday, March 6, 2018

The Sun Is Always Warmer When You Can Feel It - Pt. 3



After lunch, we flew to Kenya.











Things went from intriguing to slightly concerning. 

We lost Caleb to a manhunting lion, Angela was imprisoned by a roving band of natives because she got angry and punched the chief because she didn't like his sandals, Tiera fell into a river and was eaten by piranha, and I was forced to float down-river, my wrists bound and ankles tied due to Angela's earlier insensitivity.


Then I saw a car go by with a bumper sticker about global warming plastered on it.

And I knew I was still in California. 



Spruce Street Suspension Bridge was killer. 

You literally went from houses and sidewalks, turned a corner and there it was. 

Like a hidden Chipotle right between a McDonald's and a Burger King. 






When we grew tired of hearing the screams of those walking by as we violently shook the bridge, we headed home to see if we could help with the Mexican feast that Mom was preparing for us. 









FYI ground turkey tacos are way better than ground beef tacos.

Thanks, Mom. 






Celebrating the day and good food the Lord had blessed us with, we cleaned up the dinner dishes and set out to Old Town San Diego. 







During our lovely walk through the old town streets, cemetery, and historic houses, we discovered many uses for our scarves. 

Not only do they keep your neck warm, and are useful for smacking people with, they're also handy when you need to tie someone to the burning stake. 



We were driving around, and as fate would have it, I had to pull over to administer some advanced discipline and order keeping to one of my female passengers. While I was verbally battling,  Caleb starts exclaiming loudly and pointing out the window, leapt from the car and ran off. 

It wasn't until I looked up that I was dumbfounded. 

There was an aircraft carrier sitting not 200 yards away. 




Saturday was going to be the big day; LA, Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive, the beach, and meeting up with friends.

I knew it was going to shape up to be simply smashing when at the start of our drive the next day, what do we see, but a ROLLS CULLINAN. 

JUST CRUISIN' DOWN THE HIGHWAY LIKE IT WAS NO BIG THING. 

You can't even buy these yet. 

(pardon the through the window picture)




*rolls eyes*

Only in California.








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