We had a list of 8 or 10 houses to see all over the valley.
It did not start well. We saw this giant house that the previous owners had obviously had rooms custom built for—the listing mentioned a “craft room for the wife” and “tool shed for the husband” or some such nonsense. As if wives don’t have tools and husbands don’t do crafts.
Eli has done plenty of crafts and I actually came into our marriage with more tools than he did! He had an old screwdriver with the handle falling off and I showed up with an entire kit and a box of screws and anchors. And when I say “kit” I mean WD-40, leveler,hammer, pliers, duct tape, the whole shebang.
So I hate when listings have that sexist crap.
Pulling into the neighborhood we commented on the remarkable location—near our families Near the freeway! A short drive from work!—and the lovely state of the neighborhood itself. We pulled up and the place is a darling rambler with a landscaped front yard and bright orange poppies exploding near the front door.
Which to me was like a massive green light luring me in to my future home.
The layout of this house is very open and makes it feel twice as big as it really is!
It has two bay windows in front and an open living room to dining room to kitchen format on the main level. There is a half stairs curving upward to the top level, and another half stair that descends into an open den. It is one of those modern multi-levels and has 3 bathrooms. YES, 3 !! And 4 bedrooms (one of them destined to be my library). It has a Master with private connected bath and walk-in closet and a cute little yard perfect for the riotous flowers and herbs I’m planning.
There is only carpet on the stairs and the downstairs bathroom, so the rest of the house is bamboo flooring (that looks like beautiful wood) and tile—AMAZING!
All the other furniture can wait—there is no rush in filling our house up with it when we have time to plan and get it just right. We’ll end up re-painting later on to make things more “our own” (like the black kitchen cabinets…hmmm) but it looks quite beautiful as is.
|Eli sofa "testing"|
They didn’t have anything particularly intellectual (Faulkner, Fitzgerald,Hemingway, James) but they had some hysterical romance paperbacks and vintage science fiction with classic taglines on the front. One of the books had a review that said “the best writing I’ve seen in a lot of years” and we took it home with us on that merit alone.
Which you might recognize from The Sandlot (we’ve been hitting up a lot of the filming locales from this movie lately!!). This is the old drugstore (where they buy baseballs in the movie) that has been closed for many many years, but they’ve kept the historic sign(thank goodness). We also found a fun old sports card shop on Main Street and picked up some Dallas Cowboy cards for our nephews.
I’ve been dying to try it, just based on the exterior, for years. So we finally hit it up and the food was glorious. It was the best pastrami sandwich I have EVER had. I couldn’t even finish it. The fries were golden and crisp and fresh,Eli’s burger was grilled to juicy, cheesy perfection, and the chocolate milkshake tied it all together. I will be back. Again. And Again.
We went to bed early that night—completely zonked from having stayed out until 3 am the night before.
On Sunday we spent some time by the pool in the sun, cleaned up more of the apartment and packed away some donations, went to market for some fresh fruit, then went to a barbecue at a friend’s place, for which I made my famous jalapeno poppers and Eli revised my bean dip recipe. Both were a huge success and we had a ball, and had a post-party with another friend. We hit up A Bar Named Sue for some pool, and then had a late night (early morning) breakfast at Denny’s.
|BEST PASTRAMI EVER.|
Oh and have you seen the fuss about this "Hitler teapot" ??
I see what they are talking about, but come on.. it is a kitchen necessity, not a silver dictator...though they both are full of hot air (ha! Couldn't help myself).
If anything, don't blame the designed, blame the person that took the photograph from that angle.
And blame the people driving past the billboard allowing themselves to work up a head of steam over such nonsense.
If we see people standing under the billboard saluting it, that is cause for concern, but really it is something ironic to be laughed off.
Oh, and here's a bonus to this post: last night I came up with an ultimate treat.... THE FLUFFERNUTTER COOKIE. Peanut butter cookies on either side and marshmallow filling in the middle. Holy crap heavenly goodness.
Happy Tuesday (that feels like Monday!)