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We stayed at The Lafayette Hotel, Swim Club & Bungalows. I loved it. It’s cool and vintage-y and historic. Bob Hope and Ava Gardner stayed there and it has an awesome pool that feels little Miami/Vegas-ish on Sunday afternoons, but is super fun. It was recently redesigned, but it definitely still has the downsides of older hotels (small bathrooms, thin walls, etc). 
Those fish tacos were at George’s at the Cove Ocean Terrace in La Jolla, which might have had the best view of any spot I’ve ever been. The food decent, but for that view I could have gnawed on cardboard for an hour and been content.
The only other place that’s not necessarily an obvious stop but that we went and I was obsessed with was Stone Brewing in Escondido. I love their beers, but seriously, this beer garden was one of the cooler places I’ve ever been. We sat and drank craft flights in the shade next to a water fall under white string lights. Pretty perfect way to spend a Saturday night.

It’d be really helpful if Tumblr made it easier to answer in the comments. You hear that, Tumblr? REALLY helpful.

Anyway, I’d love to share the details:

We stayed at The Lafayette Hotel, Swim Club & Bungalows. I loved it. It’s cool and vintage-y and historic. Bob Hope and Ava Gardner stayed there and it has an awesome pool that feels little Miami/Vegas-ish on Sunday afternoons, but is super fun. It was recently redesigned, but it definitely still has the downsides of older hotels (small bathrooms, thin walls, etc).

Those fish tacos were at George’s at the Cove Ocean Terrace in La Jolla, which might have had the best view of any spot I’ve ever been. The food decent, but for that view I could have gnawed on cardboard for an hour and been content.

The only other place that’s not necessarily an obvious stop but that we went and I was obsessed with was Stone Brewing in Escondido. I love their beers, but seriously, this beer garden was one of the cooler places I’ve ever been. We sat and drank craft flights in the shade next to a water fall under white string lights. Pretty perfect way to spend a Saturday night.

Spent the weekend in San Diego. Which made me give some serious thought to why everyone doesn’t live in a perpetually sunny city with gorgeous beaches, ridiculously good fish tacos, awesome craft beer, and In-N-Out franchises.

I don’t have an answer, you guys.

Bob

Tonight I am flying to San Diego. We had a FOUR hour delay sitting on the plane at the gate. There is a man behind me named Bob who didn’t shut up for the ENTIRE time. I have heard Bob’s full life story. From childhood in Alabama to how he “fondly”calls his daughter’s boyfriend a “lazy dumbass” to retired life in California with all the “crazy granola eaters.”

So, I gathered a few nuggets of Bob wisdom for you. Because Bob loves talking and misery loves company:

"Normally, salad is what my dinner had for dinner."-Bob talks dieting methods

"It is sad. Ok. And it is a disease. Fine. And all that mumbo jumbo. But he was just batshit crazy."-Bob shares his thoughts on mental illness

"It’s like when someone has a grandma seizure, you just give ‘em room."- honestly, I have no idea what he was talking about

"I had an aunt who used to throw hot grits at my uncle when she’d get mad. I say that’s a waste of good grits."- Bob’s insights regarding the Ray Rice scandal

"I opened the pan on the buffet and thought ‘That don’t look like bacon. And it sure as hell don’t smell like bacon. You know what it was? TURKEY BACON. That’s some bullshit right there.’"-Don’t mess with Bob’s pork products

"I will admit that before I joined the military, I had experimented with marijuana. And that experiment lasted from 1976 to 1984."-Bob explains some things

"You are going to have experiences, adventures and an unforeseen future. You don’t know who you’ll meet, what you’ll find or how you’ll get there, but you will do it."

This article is super cheesy, but sometimes a little over-the-top inspiration is nice.

He explained about the lack of eye contact. “I’m not used to seeing people’s faces,” he said. “There’s too much information there. Aren’t you aware of it? Too much, too fast.”

Good story, well reported, unexpected angle, interesting characters. This article is everything I love about magazine stories.

I’ve posted this before, but I thought it was a good one for International Literacy Day. Which, by the way, is a day that actually makes sense for drawing awareness. Unlike, say, National Cheeseburger Day, which is happening next week and is stupid. (Not that I won’t be celebrating. I will. But, for the record, I think it’s stupid.)

I’ve posted this before, but I thought it was a good one for International Literacy Day. Which, by the way, is a day that actually makes sense for drawing awareness. Unlike, say, National Cheeseburger Day, which is happening next week and is stupid. (Not that I won’t be celebrating. I will. But, for the record, I think it’s stupid.)

For the 12th summer in a row (I think… I’m old and sometimes can’t remember things), some of my closest friends and I spent a weekend on Pawleys Island. I love beaches and lazy days and fresh seafood and fruity drinks a lot. But in this case, it’s the long conversations—with mugs of coffee in rocking chairs, on a sunny walk to the north end of the island, in twin beds before we turn the lights off, around an overflowing dinner table—that consistently make this trip one of my favorites every year.

Album Art
  • Wavin' flag
  • K'naan
  • 645 plays

Per usual I’m like 5 years late on liking a song. But I’m obsessed with this one for inspiration for running right now. Incidentally, it’s also great for motivation on Tuesdays that are definitely masquerading as Mondays.

(Source: mythoughtsonscreen)

Last night Relish Carolina threw a Hawaiian themed dinner party at my house. What this means is that I came home after work and had a super talented chef cooking in my kitchen and professional hosts creating an amazing event in my backyard. All I had to do was drink rum, eat ridiculously good food, meet cool people, and listen to a bunch of compliments about how cute Rosie is. So, you know, dream night.

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