This weekend was yet again another very eventful and fun time. On Saturday, Catie and I went to Laguna Beach. With all the stresses and things going on in our lives, we decided that we both needed a girls' day to get away from everything, and just relax and have fun. Spending an entire day with a person really shows a person who one's true friends are, even after years apart. We headed down to her family's beach house in South Laguna, and we were greeted with this gorgeous view. Luckily it was a crystal clear day, the sun was shining bright, and the temperature was perfectly in the 80s. I didn't get the photo of the view until we went home after laying out.
As the day went on we stayed for a few hours on the beach eating food, talking up a storm, and enjoying the scenery. Before we had arrived to the beach, we made a pit stop at our local Trader Joe's, and there we bought food for the day. We got finger foods and drinks for lunch on the beach, and then ethnic foods for dinner. The typical food and drink for a beach day may be sandwiches with a choice of beer to cover alcohol....but no, we live and think outside that box and we had our sushis, cheese and crackers, hummus and pita chips, and of course the alcohol was our specialty - Mimosas. (But not any ordinary Mimosa, we used Asti with our little twist of a juice *it's a secret*) Time flew as we ate and talked and drank. I am proud to say I have now opened a bottle of champagne, and on a beach no less.
But just then, a random guy laying out near us took the opportunity to come over introduce himself and take our photo. Turns out that he is from Poland and is a photographer. Needless to say, he took plenty of pictures of us, both posed and candid.
Little did we know that he is more than a self proclaimed photographer, but a sand artist too.
The next day was Father's Day. And what else could be the perfect gift that I could give than my cooking which I put all my love and dedication into when it's for someone I love. I had decided that the best thing to do for my dad was to cook a late Sunday Lunch, because I know that that is his favorite meal to end the week.
I arrived at the house around noon and started to prep the kitchen right off the bat. I had three courses that needed to get done, and in a timely and orderly fashion.
I started to make the dough for the pasta that was to be the second course. Unfortunately, I got the ratio of flour:egg wrong, and worked the dough as hard as I could. When I couldn't knead the dough anymore, I knew I had to go to the expert himself for help. At least I tried.
And just in perfect time, the dessert was ready just when the first course was going on the grill.
After a siesta it was time we all had a little craving for ice cream and coffee. What better way to finish an "italian" style day than with true Italian espresso and gelato. Therefore, we then headed out to Vito's and had an early evening snack.
It is weekends such as this one, that make me will the weeks to go by and allow me to look forward to what is coming up next.
