Ah, luxurious coolness. This was the first really hot weekend of the year, and AK and I were pleased to discover that the ceiling fans for which we petitioned our child-prodigy landlord (he’s 26 and he owns rental property, which in my book places him in the same category as teenage concert pianists) work fabulously.
We also made it to the beach with Christine and Jody—and I feel like, on the first really hot weekend of the year, “made it to the beach” is the appropriate term. On the way, I called my sister to see if she wanted to join us. She said, “Actually, I’m already at the beach, and, just to wa
Normally I’m proudly anti-beach. I grew up in a beach town and I’m always amazed by how many of my high school classmates’ MySpace pages list the beach as a primary part of their identities. I mean, the beach is lovely, but I also grew up around a lot of nice-looking eucalyptus trees and I don’t feel the need to write MySpace odes to them. But I realize that civilization has traditionally congregated around major bodies of water, and so I am in the minority.
2. maybe on a math farm
Christine screamed in delight as she boogie-boarded for the fist time. AK caught a perfect wave. Then we played a sandy game of travel Scrabble, spelling “morals” and “gender” and “oval”—all of which we felt were poetic and deep—and concluding that “zo
Although…I just looked it up on Merriam-webster.com and I lea
So I owe Jody an apology. Except he kicked ass anyway, defeating me by 50 points even without the triple letter score for Z.
AK loves Boggle but can’t stand the slow pace of Scrabble (“It’s people staring silently at a board!”), so she spent most of her time in the water, washed off her “water-resistant” sun block and came home with a great tan.
3. california: come for the gay marriage, stay for the falafel
We finished the day with a feast of grape leaves and fava beans and these little chewy, deep-fried cheese pockets at Marouch, a hole-in-a-strip-mall on
It was also only the second Lebanese restaurant I’d been to, but Christine and Jody’s friend Kim, who introduced us to Marouch, is Syrian, and she confirmed that it was the closest to her family’s home-cooking that she’d found in L.A.
Kim and Jody also confirmed that the gay-marriage-is-okay decision by the Califo
I’m looking forward to leftovers in my shady-cool house. It’s going to be a good summer.