The day after Christmas is always jolting. After a month-long buildup, the transition back to a normal routine seems so drastic and abrupt. We had a wonderful time this past weekend with our families; even if we did forget to have anything prepared for breakfast on Christmas morning. Our place was filled with people the whole weekend, and for the first time, it truly felt like we were home. The rest of our time was spent shopping (I found a great pair of flat boots), exploring unfamiliar parts of L.A. and finding new restaurants to call our own.
Walking on a Country Road
It's always a tough transition arriving back home after a luxuriously relaxing weekend. There's laundry to be done, clothes to be put away and in our case, empty cupboards with little hope for a meal. I had already entered a semi-whimpering state of hunger when I started to ...read more