Sept 12 started with a pear I picked in Pops’ yard.
I made a Caesar salad poolside for lunch.
The phamily headed to Carmel Valley Ranch for dinner to celebrate my grandmother’s boyfriend’s 80th birthday. Pops and I split the charcuterie plate phirst and then I went with the chef’s honey tasting menu.
The salad was sent out compliments of the chef. Love that guy!
Honey-brined pork chop
Honey drizzled peaches over Belgian waffles
Sept 13 began with some champagne grapes and an orange I brought from my tree in Davis.
I met my mentor for lunch at Salinas City BBQ and indulged in three ribs and a double order of potatoe salad- don’t judge. Worth every calorie, darn it!
I went over to my phavorite phellow blogger’s house for dinner before trivia at the pub. We tried Pizza My Heart‘s Phiggy Piggy.
Sadly not as delicious as I had hoped when I heard about it, but I did thoroughly enjoy the name!
I headed back to my old work for the day on Sept 14. Work BFF and I had lunch at Golden Star Chinese down the street.
I am definitely going to miss this place and their prices. My lunch was $4… and delicious.
I chose the kung pao chicken lunch special.
I met a new phriend at The Penny Pharthing after work for a late night nibble. We shared some pretzels and cheese…
… and I struggled through some seen better days sliders.
I headed back to Salinas on the morning of Sept 15 to have breakfast with another wonderful ex-coworker and took the liberty of introducing her to the wonder that is a Phirst Awakeings pancake.
I then met the phriend from the night before and headed on a quick road trip down to Big Sur, intending to have a second breakfast at Deetjen’s. Sadly we arrived 20 minutes too late to indulge in what I would argue is quite possibly the most wonderful Eggs Benedict on Earth. So we settled on muffins and sandos from the Big Sur Bakery instead (I’m not complaining!)
We ate the sandos at my phavorite beach while Phooey played in the sand (and by “played in” I really mean that he “ate” the sand.)
Georgia and I grabbed dinner at The Running Iron later that evening. We shared some jalapeno poppers to start.
I had a small salad before tucking into a Jalapeno Burger.
Sadly, I was phull after the poppers, so I only got through a phew bites of the burger.
Sept 16 started out wonderfully when I shared a peach scone at Happy Girl Kitchen with an old sorority sister and an incredibly small yet handsome man who was dressed as a bear.
I then met my mother for her Meals on Wheels route phollowed by lunch at Thai Bistro II with her and a sweet phriend.
We started with some Mee Krob. For those of you who don’t know, this stuff is ridiculous in the best way possible.
A little Tom Kha Kai soup…
…and Tom’s Special. (I love anything with a phried egg on top!)
I met Pops and the Phoositter at the Phorest Theater to watch a production of Annie. I was in charge of the picnic dinner and had relied on takeout from Chopstix. Not the best choice I’ve ever made, as despite my requests for a cilantro-phree meal, everything came covered.
So I enjoyed the Avocado Snow boba drink I had picked up as my phirst course.
I then phound some leftover peanuts in my black hole of a purse and made that my entree.
The Phoositter brought cupcakes from Mrs. Delish, so I thoroughly enjoyed a coconut one for dessert.
Not a bad meal, honestly!
Sept 17 was the day of my phinal pharewell party before leaving the Monterey Peninsula for good. The Original came to town late the night before, so we started the day at Jeffrey’s for the second best Eggs Benedict on the Peninsula (and by second best, I still mean phreaking delicious!).
The pharewell wishers began arriving around the lunch hour, and one very special phriend brought a massive pile of assorted wings from Wing Stop.
Another very wonderful phriend brought her phamous turtles which I polished off quite quickly.
And yet another wonderful gal (LMDB.com) graced the party with homemade red velvet whoopie pies. SO phabulous!
As the evening wore on, I realized my phood consumption was not keeping up with my “hydrating” and Mrs. Olive Bedlam was beginning to appear. So the phriends stepped in an had me eat a horribly messy sausage in which I quickly lost interest.
But I phound some potatoe salad in the phridge that hit the spot.
That being said, Mrs. Olive Bedlam still succeeded in making an appearance, and I paid for this quite dearly the next morning… You play, you pay!