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Internet Is for Schmucks…

18 Oct

…and if that’s true, I hope to become a schmuck ASAP.  I STILL do not have internet up and running at my new place.  It’s like living in the stone age, minus well, most everything that was common then.  But I digress.

Sept 18 started rough.

Serious hangover from the phestivities the prior day and night combined with the phuneral of a very phabulous phriend.  His wake at Mission Ranch would have been a get together he’d have loved to attend.

I ate three of their roast beef/mache bites and a small plate of cheese and crackers a phriend was kind enough to make for me.

I took a nap after the wake, packed up my stuff, and hopped in the car to head to my phavorite B&B in Gilroy.  The phantastically wonderful proprietors took me to dinner at Westside Grill.

We started with a shared plate of wings- very tasty!

I then phed my hangover with some Phrench onion soup which helped me pheel like I was getting ready to rejoin the land of the living.

I then solidified that with an embarrassingly indulgent plate of linguine and clams.  And then I passed out early… Like my mother always said… there’s nothing like the morning after the morning after…

September 19- I headed to San Diego to visit the most handsome eight month old I know… my Godson, The PLM.  My phlight was delayed, so I phound some nuts to entertain me in the interim.

Lovelace picked me up from the airport and whisked me off to lunch at Songo di Vino.  We split a roasted garlic and goat cheese plate as well as a roasted veggie plate- both were delicious but paled in comparison by the amazingly wonderful company.

Afterward, we visited the PLM and then stole his mom, Dainty, and headed to dinner at Sushi on the Rock II in downtown La Jolla.  We split a series of items from their happy hour menu including potstickers, spring rolls, wings, spicy calamari and a phew assorted rolls.

We then stopped by a place called Cups for some mini cupcakes to take home.  I picked a Creme Brulee mini cupcake.  I was warned by a certain someone that Cups sucks…  That certain someone spoke the truth!

Sept 20… Dainty and I walked to Safeway and Starbucks with the PLM.  We split a decadently delicious pumpkin muffin.

We met up with Lovelace in the afternoon and took PLM on a picnic with some tasty treats from Savory Deli in University Heights.  Awesome tarragon vinaigrette on the salad, and the pizzetta with Manchego and sundried tomatoes was semi-ridiculous in regard to deliciousness.

For dinner, I made an old tried and true recipe- salmon and lentils, with a side of Brussels Sprouts (because I have to use people for their ovens now… and I am not ashamed.. because it was kind of delicious… minus the kind of.)

Sept 21 started early.  Lovelace and I had protesting to do.  She phueled my engine with a bowl of oatmeal, which I would normally hate and reject, but she hid dried apricots in it… and won me over in a BIG way.

After the protesting was over, we met Plucky for lunch at Cafe Chloe downtown.  It had been recommended by a phew phriends, and I’d been dying to try it.  We started with Pomme Frites with a trio of dipping sauces.

Plucky ordered and shared the Trout Salad… delicious!!!

Lovelace made her Crab Cake Sando communal as well.

I tried (and shared.. and between the three of us still didn’t phinish) the highly recommended Macaroni & Cheese.  Holy delicious Hell, Batman!

The Pistachio Bread Pudding dessert wasn’t too offensive either…

…and the bowl of beer Plucky and I enjoyed by the beach afterward wasn’t too shabby. 😉

Nor was the pretzel we had with Suze Wilson at Rock Bottom after that.

But the Leucadia Pizzeria takeout we had for dinner really brought it home in an offensively carb-tastic way.

The phro-yo for dessert (with lychees, coconut and blueberries) was A-OK as well.

On September 22, I headed back to reality and phlew back to Carmel… thankfully in time for lunch with two of my phavorite sorority alums at Patisserie Bechler in Pacific Grove.  If you live in the area, plan to visit someday or don’t have plans but do have taste buds, it is a necessity that you go here and try their onion tart.  I’m not joking.  It was unbelievable.  Do yourself a phavor and learn from my mistake.  I didn’t taste this wonderfulness until the day before I moved away.  Pitiful.

The Republican came over in the evening with an excellent combo- his sweet girlfriend and equally sweet rice krispie treats.  I had two, and I am proud of this.

I then grabbed a late bite with Pops at The Running Iron… a consistently colorful place to phrequent.

I ordered a phried egg sando but was phull after the rice krispie treats so didn’t make much of a dent.

In the morning on September 23, I met my mother for breakfast at LouLou’s Griddle in the Middle before heading out of town once and for all.  We shared a pancake and our pheelings… yes, I know this is cheesy, but I am proud to say that  an unexpected benefit of me moving away has been that it seems to have brought us closer together.  Phunny how life works sometimes.

By the afternoon, I was officially a Davis resident, and by the evening, The Phella and I were having dinner just like the locals at Burgers & Brew.  It seemed way too hot to me to have a burger, so I had a chicken Caesar salad (which honestly, I still phelt too hot to eat… suppose I will adjust).

So I live in Davis now.  I’m a Davisite maybe?

No matter what you call me, it pheels awfully phoreign.

And hot.  It is so phreaking hot here.

My Phinal Days in Monterey

4 Oct

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!

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