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Jun. 6th, 2006 03:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theatokosI have had a jam-packed two weeks. I am delirously tired from it all. I wanted to post last week about the long weekend. Our SoCal blitz- our 6 city tour. Southern California is beautiful. In my mind it is what vacation looks like. That amount of sun, palm trees, tank tops, ocean breeze, and beach would make it impossible for me to work. I'd keep thinking "Where's my margarita?" Either that or I'd develop an eating disorder, a taste for homogeneity and fake nails, and a truck/fancy car fetish.
Upon arriving back in NorCal I had a staff retreat and then my mother arrived. I have mentioned that I love my co-workers and the retreat cemented it. I also love my mother. She attended Feast Bay and even joined in on some of the discussion. She also took me to Chez Panisse Cafe for lunch on my birthday. It was incredible. I want to be able to afford that kind of dining whenever I want. Service that was attentive but not oppressive (no one wrote their name on our table, tried to become our best friend or inquired if it was a Special Day). Food that was so fresh and flavorful it tasted alive, yet the meals were unpretentious. The dining room was art & crafts with modernist touches [I think, I do not really know what I'm taking about] and the hosts clearly had no intention of seating every table in the place so we were not squished in.
This is all the post I can muster right now. I must away to vote in California's primary election.
Upon arriving back in NorCal I had a staff retreat and then my mother arrived. I have mentioned that I love my co-workers and the retreat cemented it. I also love my mother. She attended Feast Bay and even joined in on some of the discussion. She also took me to Chez Panisse Cafe for lunch on my birthday. It was incredible. I want to be able to afford that kind of dining whenever I want. Service that was attentive but not oppressive (no one wrote their name on our table, tried to become our best friend or inquired if it was a Special Day). Food that was so fresh and flavorful it tasted alive, yet the meals were unpretentious. The dining room was art & crafts with modernist touches [I think, I do not really know what I'm taking about] and the hosts clearly had no intention of seating every table in the place so we were not squished in.
This is all the post I can muster right now. I must away to vote in California's primary election.