Rephrased, “I gotta get outta here before my head pops off and my blood drains into the earth and I join the eternal being of who knows what”. A little dramatic I know, but said such so the feeling comes across . . . I really did need a weekend away.
My Mama and I took the car and drove north to San Luis Obispo, a little college town perhaps eight miles inland from the coast. It was Perfect . . .
We stayed at the Apple Farm, the funniest rustic inn . . .
It reminded me of Agatha Christy with curling hallways and fragrant apple sent. Luckily no one was murdered, at least that I know about.
We managed to find amazing meals. We especially liked a place called Luna Red.
The food was so fresh and cared for that I am wholly inspired to get in the kitchen trench and dig me some gold. Maybe you’ll come over and join me . . .
Anyway, to life and the chance to do things we want to do. Especially making good food ~ Marica
P.S. The food picture is from Luna Red's website, I'm assuming they don't mind since I am raining them with praise, but if they do, I apologize and will remove it.