What have I been up to?
A dinner party in West Hollywood where we drank too much wine and ended up at a hip cowboy bar. (Yes, there is such a thing). Speak easy style!
Buying halibut at the Santa Monica fish market.
A restaurant opening where the bar stools were handmade and the wood left raw and unstained; the art walk in downtown that left no room on the sidewalk for my friend and I. Greasy burgers at Nickels Diner and a serenade of mac’n’cheese.
Wine at The Association. ‘Nuff said.
Falling asleep at the beach. Dreams are sweeter when dreamt on sand.
Hike among the greenery of Temescal Canyon.
Late night PinkBerry (I’m a big coconut fan!).
Business meetings at Cork Bar downtown.
Two-hour afternoon snoozes. Delightful.
Biking to the ocean.
Workouts at the Santa Monica stairs.
Brentwood Farmers Market.
The usual hazelnut latte at Peet’s in Brentwood.
Sushi in the marina (yellowtail, melting on the tongue!)
Rendezvous with Top Chef Stefan at his new restaurant on Olympic.
Hangin’ pictures in my kitchen.
French toast at Blue Plate on Montana (two days in a row. Sinful).
Dodgers games and too-expensive beer; long lines for the ladies room.
What is it about this place that makes me feel as though I am always on vacation?
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