It is a quarter till 9 on a muh-muh-Monday and I’m already in the catnip zone side of life. A hat tip to this weekend:
- Surf. I was flattered on Friday night to be invited on a surfing expedition! which we thankfully did not take on Saturday due our various states of hungover. Only surfers sincerely intend to wake up the next day at 7 am after starting an evening with Irish Car Bombs. Ha! anyway. Had an awesome evening session yesterday with the waves noticeably emptier with the Superbowl hullabaloo. Yes, I live in gringoland.
- Homemade Sun-dried Tomato Bread. Every Saturday I get a loaf of freshly baked bread - focaccia, black olive focaccia, multigrain - from the organic market…and I promptly finish it in two days. It’s amazing to the point where I can’t eat bread for the rest of the week because all other breads taste like cardboard. I almost feel that - like New York pizza - it has something to do with the water the bakers use. Confidential to my future husband: may you love the smell of freshly baked loaves of savory goodness each Sunday. Also, sex.
- Sunday Girl Talk. After morning yoga, I check in with deliciously boy-crazy K to compare notes on life. Best way to start a Sunday and end the week.
- It’s overcast! Only in the tropics in the middle of dry season are fingers crossed for cumulonimbus clouds and sunshowers.
- The Cinnamon-brewed coffee I am about to buy. And I’m off!!!
image taken by me at SF MoMA.
