Do you ever have days where you feel like eating everything including the tablecloth? This past sunny Saturday was one of extreme hedonistic indulgence with the Sharlita, the Cappy, and the newly de-furred Tubular One --i'll defer this explanation for now...
Our adventure started out Saturday morning with a hearty breakfast at Chloe's in Noe Valley. We had amazing egg scrambles with jarlsburg cheese, avocadoes, tomato, salmon, bacon (not all together), razor thin extra crispy bacon, walnut wheat toast, and orange juice. The coffee was just right, and the wait for a table not long at all.
We then trekked over to la casa de Sharlita. The Tubular One explored every square inch of the apartment punctuating each room with the "tik tik tik tik tik" sound of her little paws. Seemingly satisfied with the space, she settled down on the black and white checkered kitchen floor.
A little later in the day, it was off to Linda Mar beach in Pacifica, this time without our surfboards and wetsuits. Unfortunately so...there were no crowds, great waves, and spaces abound in the parking lot. Above the cove, a small circle of sun beat down on the surf, as a ring of surrounding grey clouds looked on. After unsuccessfully scaling the wall to the beach, the Tubular One raced out to dig to her heart's delight. She showed off her tennis ball retrieving skills, and rushed out to the shore's edge only to turn back at the very last minute.
On our way out to visit our foster pony, P-Middy, we stopped at the Linda Mar shopping complex. As i was turning the car into the intersection, i suddenly and joyously remembered that we were very close to L & L Drive Inn. i shouted out "Fruit Punch!" while maneuvering the car into the turning lane. We indulged ourselves with portuguese sausage and barbeque chicken musubi, fresh malasadas (nothing like the malasadas at Tex's Drive Inn in Honoka'a of course, but very good) and chicken katsu saimin. Hello, are we 16 year old teenagers?
Later that afternoon, after feeding a bag of carrots to our equine friends (carrots were the only thing we didn't inhale today), we found ourselves standing in line at Mitchell's...cherry vanilla, red raspberry, and white pistachio ice cream were the flavors, each dipped in chocolate in a small waffle cone. Very exciting.
And if all that wasn't enough, later that night for dinner....just kidding. After the ice cream late that afternoon, i didn't eat again until noon on Sunday.
Sometimes it's the sun and happy company that makes everything taste so wonderful. The only one who missed out on all the treats was the Tubular One. Speaking of her, i will get back to the previously deferred de-fur situation--
Our vet friend Sandy turned us on to a "Shedding Blade," something i've renamed as a "Fur Saw." It's a rounded metal contraption that actually slinks off clumps of loose fur. The Tubular One went from tubular to skeletal in less than three minutes. Her mommies will be sneeze free, until the next de-furring session (probably tomorrow) Fur will no longer reside in our space as a condiment.
Good times.
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