Well, nothing says breakfast like a root beer float! We arrive at Balboa Park to hit an art glass sale amid architecture and culture and the warm aromas of hot dogs and popcorn wafting through the air (which might have been a healthier meal ala tube bacon and dried grits). In our defense, it's another 92 degree day; it almost makes the root beer floats reasonable. August (1!) and I picked up a few trinkets. Glass is so glittery! But truly, a lot of talented people who will never reach Chihuly levels of fame.
We also visited the Botanical Garden. Great ideas for orchids if you had a structure like this structure in your yard. Some great, if not melting, walking again this morning. August recuperated poolside, and I chose the air conditioned room.
Plans for a real meal involved an artisan pizza from a wood-fired oven. Fred/Dad/Buddy must get on this. Fig, pancetta, goat cheese, covered in Arugula. Stunning! Thin crust though, Buddy! Nice bottle of Flowers Pinot Noir. August is a big fan of Brussels sprouts, so those were ordered. And clearly we were way too hungry because we also ordered olives and almonds. Too much food! Would love to show you the cheesecake s'more--looked like a baked Alaska--but we inhaled it! All in all, a great way to spend time with another sister. What's up May?? Tomorrow, Home(s).
