Life of Wry

A good place for dinner, if you’re in the neighborhood is the Monte Vista Inn, at the Dutch Flat exit off I-80. It’s called an inn, but it isn’t one; it’s a restaurant.

It’s like a Cheers hangout for the people who live up there… i.e., our hiking buddies.

We drove up to meet them for dinner tonight.. here’re Heidi and Jim in the bar:

Here’s Heidi’s Jim chattin’ up some locals (they know everybody):

Here we are toward the end of a two hour dinner:

Me, Heidi, Susan and three Jim’s (mine’s taking the picture at my request).

They do desserts. Really good desserts. They make most of them all onsite and it’s hard to decide which way to go. Jim and I split a chocolate chip bundt cake with vanilla ice cream. Coulda gone the pie route..

Good time had by all.

You really takin’ a picture of me mid-bite??

Me? No, no… taking a [very unflattering] picture of dad testing out the french toast!

So happy to be back in town with my guys, engaging in our Sunday morning brunch ritual, this time at Village Bakery and Pizza…

On a beautiful morning…

So incredibly happy to be home.

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And, can’t not post a couple of aerials from yesterday’s flight:

Leaving LA, PV peninsula in distance, of course…

And dropping into the Sacramento Valley…

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And with that, I’ve caught up with a summer of blogs. If you’re a regular reader, or even not, you’ve noticed, or not, that I’ve bounced all over the place, adding a blog post here and there, completely out of order, all in an untimely way. It’s been a crazy time of vacations (Hawaii, Yosemite, La Jolla), celebrations (graduation, grad night, Peter’s 18th birthday and River’s 1st, Jim’s 45th high school reunion) mixed with several trips south to be with mom, and I haven’t been able to keep up with blogging. I’ve backfilled as time allowed–confusing everyone along the way–but now I’m caught up. Whew.