A whole restaurant devoted to omlettes! In fact not an omlette restaurant but an omlette "parlour", which made me think there would be lace curtains and chintz, or at least tea served on best china.
In the end it was more barn than parlour, and I did not even have omlettes, going for pumpkin pecan pancakes instead. They sounded so American it would be impossible to eat them anywhere else. And I think I tipped the waiter more than I would have because his name was Jesse.
It has been one of those transition days, as I was waiting for the time to get the shuttle bus to airport to catch my flight to Las Vegas. So I spent the day walking around Santa Monica and Venice.
The Venice canals are impressively quiet. Even the 'For Sale" notices warn you to not disturb the occupants. They must be sleeping late. You can tell it is a good neighbourhood as they have notices urging you to protect the ducks from processed bread.
I did not try and get much done today - just walking along the beach and paddling in the ocean. Then I thought a picture of me sitting looking cool and pensive on the beach would be good.
But I forgot how much frantic dashing too and fro goes into pictures like this. First I had to try and work out again how the timer on the camera works. Then it took about 5 goes to get the camera pointing in the right direction.
You can see the footprints where I was sprinting back to be in position and try to listen carefully for the click of the shutter.
HEHEHE.... that's funny... but the footprints are not as deep as they once were?.... that must be the diet again... a mere dent in the sand!! Jan x
ReplyDeleteHello skinny....great photo x
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ReplyDeleteDoes the sign really forbid processed bread?I can hardly believe it (just think what I'd make of Vegas!)
I told you Jesse was a boy's name!
I like to think of Jesse as a unisex name like Hilary and Marion. Although our Jesse is all lady!
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