But first! When I arrived, I grabbed a quick dinner with Paul’s brother and his wife. We ordered two pizzas to share, and one was topped with a fried egg — I had forgotten how delicious eggs are on pizza. Here’s a recipe, if you’re in the mood.
Then we drove up north and took walks along the coast. Damn, Mendocino is gorgeous with its salty wind and smell of wildflowers.
We stayed at the Blair Hotel in town. The 1888 Victorian’s exterior appeared as Jessica Fletcher’s home in Murder, She Wrote, but I was even more taken by the bedrooms. How gorgeous are those patterns on patterns on patterns?
I mean!!! (I tracked down the wallpaper, if anyone’s curious.)
This was my dad’s cozy bedroom…
…and his bathroom wallpaper.
We snooped around the other rooms, too, but we liked ours the best, haha.
We spent the weekend taking cliff walks, browsing in bookstores, eating fish tacos, gossiping about our family, admiring redwoods, and pulling over when I got carsick on Route 1!
My dad’s eyes when we said goodbye made my heart melt. Our family has always lived far apart, and I feel so grateful whenever we get to spend time together.
What about you? What little things have you been noticing and enjoying lately? I’d love to hear…
(Frasier cartoon by Hilary Fitzgerald Campbell.)