Friday, June 8, 2007
I'm not a good honey
Arriving in California, I feel in love before I even walked out the airport. When I did, I wasn't persuaded by the weather. I knew I found a new place on my list to move to.
Then arrived at the house. A little quaint craftsman house painted brown with green shudders. A green fence, with a beautiful garden. I was awe struck. The thought was could I be adopted?
Then I saw the kitchen. That was the moment I defiantly didn't want to leave. It wasn't huge, but it was intimate. Two people could defiantly cook without a problem. There was a breakfast knook. It was tiled, had the original stove, white cabinets, several draws, a window overlooking the patio. I was set. Give me food and I was ready to cook. It sealed the deal. I want a craftsman style house, when I can afford it. (If that ever happens.)
My vacation was spent with fabulous food, time, and people. Besides the house I visited the Zoo, the beach, restaurants, foodie supply stores, and farmers' markets.
Really was I not going to visit the market?
That would be blasphemy! The first one I visited was the OB market on Wednesday. It was a mixture of farmers, food vendors, and artists. Everything looked so tasty especially the cherries. I asked the vendor if I could have half Rainer and Bing cherries. He said, "I will for you."
Now that's what I love to hear. Oh and fresh cherries kick better than store bought cherries, go figure. We bought strawberries, beets, blueberries, squash, and many other things. We even bought succulents. One was a cactus with two antennas which bloomed to be flowers. The market was packed with people and it was a fabulous experience.
One morning after a run around Coronado, I want to a pastry shop, and asked, "What do you recommend?"
The pierced, young, tattooed man replied, "A pineapple, coconut muffin, if you like coconut, but maybe you don't."
I hesitated, Pineapple and coconut, the two tropical fruits I love. "I'll take one."
Ladies and gentlemen it was tasty, I only wished it had a more pineapple tart taste, but never-the-less, I'd eat another.
While we did not go out often, I was never left starving. The couple who I stayed with produced tasty, tongue wagging food. A marinated oregano chicken, cilantro pesto pasta with lime marinated shrimp, and ginger-soy pork chops. All were very good. I was always going for seconds.
Of course I ran my marathon. 4 hours and 30 minutes of grueling pain and agony to the finish. Well, it really wasn't that bad. Next time, I need to remember my Ipod.
Rain, a cancelled flight led to an extra day and a price of a ticket home. But that morning before leaving my hostess made me a berries with half and half and powdered sugar. I had been wary of it all week, because it was her breakfast every morning, but I refused to turn down an already prepared meal. So with my first bite, I feel in love with berries and cream.
A lot of falling in love with that trip and hopefully I will be able to visit once again.