It’s a part of California lots of folks never see, because it takes a bit of doing to get there, and there is no glamour about it. No movie stars, no designer boutiques, no see-and-be-seen spots. Although, by golly, who do you suppose was there a week or so before we were, eating oysters and
So I’m walking along Sutter Street, just off Union Square in San Francisco, and what should my hungry eyes behold in a sweet little shop window? Gloves! Retro jewelry! Uniqueness! Not particularly on a shopping mission; the Pirate and I were just strolling like honeymooners, celebrating our 23rd year as Mr. and Mizz (November 12,
About half way there, I’d already been traveling an hour. First, a little road rage incident, totally of my own making. Then, gotta fill the tank ($80!) and check out the guys all taking each others’ pictures in front of their rented mustard-yellow Camaro at the Shell station. Don’t know what language they were speaking,
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