Mast Brothers LA

Just a quick drive to the LA Mast Brothers location on a recent trip.  It was really in the middle of no where LA.  A bunch of warehouses.  But there it was.  The transaction was quick:  6 bars and 1 little bar to eat that night.  I knew what I wanted.  We’ve had such a tough time finding it on the West Coast, especially in San Francisco.

Camping, We Survived!

We survived and we are all geared out to go on our next trip.  We spent the weekend at Calaveras Big Trees State Park about 2.5 hours east of San Francisco.  Pit stop in Copperopolis, where there is not much going on.  I think Stella is thinking…”what, camping?  I’m a city girl”.


And then she loved it, dirt and all.  She was just a tad dirty.  I think the night picture with the marshmallow sums it up.  Oh yes, she discovered marshmallows and Doritos Jacked flavor.  Because if you are going to have Doritos you should just go for the Jacked Ranched Dipped Hot Wings flavor.  A few things we accomplished:

  • We cooked on a fire
  • We slept under the stars
  • We found a swimming hole, which was freezing cold (the water source is the snow in the Sierras I’m told).
  • We put our marshmallow roasting sticks to work
  • We stored our food in a bear box
  • We learned about what we’d cook next time (though our potatoes on the fire worked out well)

I’d say it was a success.  And we are ready for our next trip.

Away to Charlottesville

I had to be there.  The Darden Girls were going to Charlottesville, VA.   I’d never stayed at the Boar’s Head, and it was quite delightful.   Very relaxing setting, afternoon tea and pastries, and very leisurely brunch.

Lots of talk, catching up, and new Charlottesville restaurants.   There was wine at most meals, including lunch as we pulled into downtown.

We had one little guy join us, the rest of the kiddos stayed home.  We missed them of course, but had a great time together. It had been years since we were all together.  We were overdue.

And S had some PF Chang’s Fried Rice with Daddy.


Camping: The Prep

10 months after the move, we are finally going camping.  This is not hard core, hike in hike out.  I’m told we can drive to the camp site and we’ll stay put.  Which makes sense since there are about 10 toddlers on this trip.  What do the 3 New Yorkers do 2 weeks before the trip?  Go to REI, decide it’s too much, then go home and order everything online.

One person did make a purchase.  She was SO into this mat, fold it up, lay it out, fold it up, lay it out.  Over and over.

Coffee on 4th Street

Last weekend we walked around 4th Street in Berkeley.  Of course, with a stop for coffee at Artis.  There are a few locations:  Hayes Valley and the Castro (SF), Berkeley..and Bangkok?

You might think they are changing the world by their mission statement:
To inspire a new generation of coffee lovers. We believe that coffee is a fascinating product that weaves together geography, culture and flavor into a single cup. We are about exploration, engagement and enjoyment of all things coffee.

Then over to the bay side where we checked out the water.  It was windy.  Very windy.  There was some swing action, and the only way to extract S from that activity was the promise of water.  Didn’t tell her she wouldn’t be able to touch it.

One Girl Cookies

This post should have been a May post but I just didn’t get my act together.  But now that the gifter of these cookies is on to bigger things at Wharton this Fall, I knew I had to do my One Girl Cookie post.  S. brought these all the way from NY!  To say they are gobble-up-able is an understatement.  A box full of really tasty little cookies, what’s not to love.  I ate more than my fair share.  Someone had to get in there during my photo attempt.  Thanks S. and best of luck this fall!

Here they are!

Brexit Styling

Wow, I haven’t posted in nearly a month.  I better get on it!  Little S here was rocking her British flag socks in support of the Remain camp.  Two days of the socks (2 variations).  Alas, it wasn’t enough.  Maybe the socks and sandals were offensive to folks.  These are now the only shoes she wants to wear.  Socks mean cleaner feet and less sunscreen application (even if it is a tad).