The Central Coast is not exactly a hotbed for new, diverse dining experiences. So when something new shows-up… I. Am. On. It. One such place is the chicly designed Paso Robles Public Market. For the record, it’s infinitely more attractive design-wise than the not yet opened SLO Public Market. But I’m…
We had a terrific Saturday in Portland today. Started with a breakfast feast at a diner-like joint up the street coincidentally called The Feast. Nate didn’t have Japanese pancakes, but it was definitely a plate of pancakes the size of Okinawa. Then we headed to the Japanese garden and it…
On Sunday, May 23rd we trooped down to the Tractor Supply and picked out four baby chicks to replenish our aging flock. We chose two black and white baby Sandos, a little Rhode Island Red, and an even littler golden one with feathered feet. We brought the girls home and…
Jake’s convinced he’s smarter than me. (He literally just read this first line over my shoulder and said, “Well that’s true.”) Which shouldn’t be surprising given 1. I’m pretty sure he’s the original Boss Baby and 2. He’s a twelve-year-old boy. The thing he texts me most is some kind…
We had our final baseball game this past week. While the boys sat lined-up on the concrete wall behind the dugout, inhaling pizza and cookies, Coach Gillett gave a sincere and spot-on little speech of recognition for each player. As might be expected from an attorney coach who directed the…
Today as we drove to baseball practice, I marveled quietly at Bruno Mars’, Leave the Door Open, being sung word-for-word in the backseat, especially when it got to: Cuddling Rose petals in the bathtub, girl, lets jump in It’s bubblin’ Neither of them missed a beat. I’m not sure they…
Yesterday I crossed that Coronavirus milestone from a half vaxxer to a full vaxxer, right there near the tortilla aisle in the Nipomo Vons. And then I spent all day today with a case of the aches and chills. Nothing a bit of Eureka Lemon Marionberry couldn’t help.
Today the Tigers were up against the Padres for a late afternoon game. I love that the boys were questioning this team name on our drive home– “Kind of a weird name for a team, isn’t it?” Well, yeah. The San Diego Dads? Good point. Nate started at first base…
This week we had a bit of a seafood extravaganza. Apparently the three meals a day habit we’ve developed has no end in sight and we’ve grown tired of our local monthly delivery of steaks and ground pork. This month we had Larder Meat Company switch to their new seafood…
Today, after 401 days since that Friday the thirteenth when I was sent home from work, I got my first vaccination shot. Pfizer. It’s weird to sit in an upholstered oak chair in front of the aisle end-cap of tortillas in a Vons in Nipomo. Weirder yet was when I approached…