Life of Wry

Go back home day.

We decided to try a new place for breakfast. A greek cafe, down on Hermosa Ave, at maybe 4th-ish, a block from the beach. I’d driven by it on my way in last Friday, packed to the gills, people spilling out on the sidewalk, windows wide open… it was a very inviting-looking, beachy spot. Quiet today, I suppose, because people were brunched out the day after Easter Sunday, and it was a bit foggy along the coast.

A very good find. I had a tomato, onion, gyro omelet, sprinkled heavily with feta and served with tzatziki. Heaven for me. Served also with a homemade bread that is grilled and a little sinful. Mom had her usual very crispy bacon and eggs and we shared pancakes. Oh, and hash browns. We are good eaters.

I saw bottles of retsina up on the counter and moussakas and souvlakis on the menu. Definitely going back.

Here is the proprietor’s dad settling in after the last of the breakfast eaters (us) departed…

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the bougainvillea blooming so thickly on the front fence. Looked great!

The approach to LAX, shot from the back-most seat in the rental car van…