Hello
everyone (Julie;))! How was the weekend?
I’m going to
include Thursday in my weekend round up, because it was more exciting than the
average Thursday and well, it’s my blog, so I DO WHAT I WANT. :P
Anyway, on
Thursday—Preston’s longtime friend Bongard was in town. Bongard is his last
name, obvi. :P We had a cocktail in our lovely side yard and headed down
towards Ocean Blvd for tacos.
On the way, we were detained for a bit on the curb and not allowed to cross the street. Why you ask? Well, because Obama was in town! I heard in the morning that the President was visiting LA and would be around Santa Monica in the evening. The newscasters had warned of street closures.
On the way, we were detained for a bit on the curb and not allowed to cross the street. Why you ask? Well, because Obama was in town! I heard in the morning that the President was visiting LA and would be around Santa Monica in the evening. The newscasters had warned of street closures.
It seemed to
me that no one had any idea when he may actually be coming through, so after
waiting a bit…we were allowed to go.
We got tacos
at Blue Plate Taco on Ocean in Santa Monica. Blue Plate is sort of a Santa
Monica Institution. There are a few variations on menus from this restaurant group
serving three restaurants. I think the taco place is my favorite, but none of it
is FABULOUS. I think more than anything, people rave about these places because
they are all well located with great ocean views. The restaurants have a good
ambiance and a bit of a hoity toity reputation. Residents of Santa Monica love ostentatious and
anything that keeps them up with the ‘jones’, so to say. However, my opinion is not the popular
one---people love these places and their food. I do not understand.
ANYWAY. We
got some average tasting tacos in a nice setting. I’m glad to get to know Ryan
(real name) more. I think I’ve mentioned before that Preston has such a great
and genuine group of friends that has survived since childhood. It’s pretty
cool.
From there, we strolled down to Chez Jay for a drink. All of Ocean Blvd was closed at this point and there was a buzz in the air since Obama was due to pass through AT ANY MOMENT! We joined the small crowd outside of Chez Jay.
From there, we strolled down to Chez Jay for a drink. All of Ocean Blvd was closed at this point and there was a buzz in the air since Obama was due to pass through AT ANY MOMENT! We joined the small crowd outside of Chez Jay.
Even though I
grew up in DC…I think this might have been the closest I’ve ever been to a
president. Exciting.
We met a very friendly guy from Atlanta-now living in Seattle. He chatted us up for quite a while and said (much to Preston's delight) that I looked like Sloane Peterson (Ferris Bueller's girlfriend)! HA! I don't think so, but I'll take it ;)
We met a very friendly guy from Atlanta-now living in Seattle. He chatted us up for quite a while and said (much to Preston's delight) that I looked like Sloane Peterson (Ferris Bueller's girlfriend)! HA! I don't think so, but I'll take it ;)
Maybe it was the earrings? :P |
Ferris! Get off of the float! |
I left the
guys at the bar and headed home to bed since I had to be up early for work.
Friday night
was uneventful. I was tired from work and Preston was tired from staying up
late with his friend. Since Preston fell asleep early, I caught up on the Starz
Miniseries, “The White Queen”.
This series
is based off of three Philippa Greggory books and I’m obsessed. For one, I just
LOVE History and am fascinated by historical fiction. And two, I’m crazy for
the Plantagenets…the royal family that ruled England for over 300 years (I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this). They
were an interesting bunch and their story is better than any fiction. Philippa
Greggory takes this story and fills in (somewhat (ok, VERY) romantically) the unknown
details of private conversations, etc. She also wrote about the House of Tudor
(of Henry VIII and Elizabeth I fame), which is an equally interesting tale.
“The White Queen” tells the story of Edward IV
and his Queen Elizabeth Woodville. Edward IV was one of only two English
Monarchs that married for love and it was quite controversial. The story tells
of their love affair, the ensuing troubles it caused, Edward IV’s struggle to
keep the crown in the War of the Roses, the time of peace in England that
followed, the death of Edward IV, the murder of his young sons, the rise and
fall of Richard III (brother of Edward IV), and the eventual crowning of Henry Tudor, who would be Henry VII -marking the end of the Plantagenet Dynasty. So, yeah...#nerdalert. That was my Friday night and I LOVED it. :P
On Saturday, I was supposed to go south to see my Bali friend Leilani, but an overwhelming headache and need to make a pie consumed me and I didn't make it. I spent the afternoon madly cleaning and baking, since cleaning is something I do when I'm already consumed with stress to stress myself out more :P I don't know why I do this...but I do and then I feel better. #alsoIamcrazy.
Saturday evening, pie in hand (I made a Vegan Shepherd's Pie with sweet potatoes and lentils), I headed to Gavin and Gianna's for a Pi Day Party! It was epic pi day with 3.1415 in the date. Preston was, unfortunately, attending another party, so we divided and conquered our time.
Gianna and Gavin always throw great parties, so it's not even necessary to say it was a good time. :) Their house is awesome and perfect for parties, to boot!
There were lots of pies (sorry about all the random picture sizes. I stole them from Facebook and I'm not talented enough (yet) to fix this.):
My Vegan Shepherd's Pie
Bacon Wrapped Jalapeno in Cornbread Pie
Raw Vegan Banana Pie with Coconut Whipped Cream
Indian Gravy Curry Pie
Brie, Pear, and Caramelized Onion Pizza Pie
and a bunch more-of which I took no pictures!
Thai Pie
Frito Pie
Boston Creme Pie
Key Lime Pie
Apple Pie
Brownie Cookie Pie
Salami Pizza Pie
and probably more that I'm forgetting. It was an epic pi day and an epic feast. :D
Preston was still out when I got home, but showed up soon after. Thank goodness too, because some crazy homeless man was SCREAMING repeated obscenities and sounded like he was circling the block. Life in Santa Monica is 2 parts posh, 1 part homeless people. :P
On Sunday morning, Preston was sleeping off the previous day's festivities, when someone started yelling his name from outside. Thinking it was our neighbor (who is a bit...hrmm. annoying?), I initially ignored the yelling. Since it persisted, I eventually went outside to find Preston's friend Tom at the gate inviting us to brunch.
Preston roused himself and we followed shortly behind Tom up into the canyons for what Tom promised to be a fantastic meal.
We went to The Old Place, which is an ADORABLE western themed restaurant tucked into the hills near Malibu.
Tom, his girlfriend Athena, and friend Brad were treated to the private back room and we joined them there. Since we were a bit behind, we'd ordered from the car and arrived just as the food was being served.
Oh. my. Gosh. The food at this place is INCREDIBLE. The flavors were just right and it was all cooked home style...many things in a skillet. The guys got steak and eggs, Athena and I got skillet frittatas, and we shared blue corn meal flapjacks, and a cinnamon roll. I honestly couldn't choose which meal was best. It was all incredible. If you are anywhere near LA...go here IMMEDIATELY.
As if it wasn't all completely amazing already, we got serenaded by the musicians playing at the restaurant. It was fantastic. :) :)
We wound through the twisting canyon roads to spend the afternoon at "Staircase", the beach where Preston and I were engaged. Preston and Tom surfed while the three of us not brave enough to enter the frigid ocean lounged on our (world traveling) tapestry talking and reading. It was a great afternoon.
On Saturday, I was supposed to go south to see my Bali friend Leilani, but an overwhelming headache and need to make a pie consumed me and I didn't make it. I spent the afternoon madly cleaning and baking, since cleaning is something I do when I'm already consumed with stress to stress myself out more :P I don't know why I do this...but I do and then I feel better. #alsoIamcrazy.
Saturday evening, pie in hand (I made a Vegan Shepherd's Pie with sweet potatoes and lentils), I headed to Gavin and Gianna's for a Pi Day Party! It was epic pi day with 3.1415 in the date. Preston was, unfortunately, attending another party, so we divided and conquered our time.
Gianna and Gavin always throw great parties, so it's not even necessary to say it was a good time. :) Their house is awesome and perfect for parties, to boot!
'Gianna's Kitchen' in action :D |
My Vegan Shepherd's Pie
Bacon Wrapped Jalapeno in Cornbread Pie
Raw Vegan Banana Pie with Coconut Whipped Cream
Indian Gravy Curry Pie
Brie, Pear, and Caramelized Onion Pizza Pie
and a bunch more-of which I took no pictures!
Thai Pie
Frito Pie
Boston Creme Pie
Key Lime Pie
Apple Pie
Brownie Cookie Pie
Salami Pizza Pie
and probably more that I'm forgetting. It was an epic pi day and an epic feast. :D
Preston was still out when I got home, but showed up soon after. Thank goodness too, because some crazy homeless man was SCREAMING repeated obscenities and sounded like he was circling the block. Life in Santa Monica is 2 parts posh, 1 part homeless people. :P
On Sunday morning, Preston was sleeping off the previous day's festivities, when someone started yelling his name from outside. Thinking it was our neighbor (who is a bit...hrmm. annoying?), I initially ignored the yelling. Since it persisted, I eventually went outside to find Preston's friend Tom at the gate inviting us to brunch.
Preston roused himself and we followed shortly behind Tom up into the canyons for what Tom promised to be a fantastic meal.
We went to The Old Place, which is an ADORABLE western themed restaurant tucked into the hills near Malibu.
Tom, his girlfriend Athena, and friend Brad were treated to the private back room and we joined them there. Since we were a bit behind, we'd ordered from the car and arrived just as the food was being served.
Oh. my. Gosh. The food at this place is INCREDIBLE. The flavors were just right and it was all cooked home style...many things in a skillet. The guys got steak and eggs, Athena and I got skillet frittatas, and we shared blue corn meal flapjacks, and a cinnamon roll. I honestly couldn't choose which meal was best. It was all incredible. If you are anywhere near LA...go here IMMEDIATELY.
As if it wasn't all completely amazing already, we got serenaded by the musicians playing at the restaurant. It was fantastic. :) :)
We wound through the twisting canyon roads to spend the afternoon at "Staircase", the beach where Preston and I were engaged. Preston and Tom surfed while the three of us not brave enough to enter the frigid ocean lounged on our (world traveling) tapestry talking and reading. It was a great afternoon.
Seriously...this blue sheet has been everywhere. Preston like to call it a tapestry :D |
This guy was taking selfies. :P |
I hope that everyone has a great week! :D
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