a memory of the penny horse ride from King Soopers
The past week has been a bit of a mad race. For my own mental purpose…I need to see how much I can remember:
Saturday: A slow day at work on a beautiful spring day. Left semi-early and got some bad Chinese food and ate it on the Berkeley campus grass. Then walked from store to store from Bancroft to College Avenue to peruse the goods. Â Stopped for a slurpee and took it to a park to watch people play v-ball and practice capoeira martial arts. Â The weather was too nice to be inside so I was out for as long as my little body could handle. Â Cooper returned from assisting at a wedding in the south bay.
Sunday: Wedding in San Francisco at the Palace Hotel.  The couple was really sweet and had the day planned out to a T. I loved the bride’s Manolo Blahniks:
Monday: Day off work…Whoo hoo! Â Thank goodness for Presidents. Cooper and I were super productive and enjoyed the summer-like weather. We treated ourselves to In ‘n Out, bought a new pot for our kumquat tree, went to the Napa outlets to try and look more professional. Â It was a grand day.
Tuesday: Worky-work. GAVE NOTICE! Yes, I actually did.
Wednesday: Dealt with telling my co-workers about my resignation. Took my two assistants out for hot chocolate and ice cream to break the news. Felt the guilt pains from telling them and eating too many sweets. Cooper and I went out for an expensive Chez Panisse dinner to celebrate. I have to list all the dishes so I can talk to my grandkids about the meal when I am 98:
- Started with some of the best olives I have ever laid my test buds on, followed by a very fresh crab and radish salad with a cilantro cream dressing on the side. Next was soup which was a simple but tasty fish consume with salt cod ravioli. Â Main entree: moist (yes moist) chicken with a black truffle butter, roasted potatoes (which were the best potatoes I have ever had), mache, mushrooms, and English peas. The dessert was a sinful chocolate souffle with a chartreuse cream that was to die for. Just even thinking about all this stuff makes my mouth water. Yes, it was a treat.
Thursday: Worky-work followed by Monkey Head and nachos with a co-worker.
Friday: An intense day at work with a little earthquake mid-day. That evening Cooper and I made a jaunt to the city to eat with my bro and his wife. Â It was a comforting meal and a great chance to talk to family.
Saturday:Â Slept in and cleaned up the mess we had made from the previous week. Â Started a crafty project which I will disclose images of later. Went back to the city to a going away party for Tess DiCola (moving to Atlanta, Georgia). Â Weep weep.
Sunday: Enjoyed a day in the apartment. Went out for $0.50 hot dogs at Ikea and got groceries at Trader Joe’s. Continued on my craft project.
In writing all of this it doesn’t sound that exciting or crazy, but I guess giving notice at work caused for a whirlwind of heavy emotions/energy so the weight of it made my week feel like it was a month long.
Now it is time to prepare for my trip to Morocco! Man alive.