So we actually got to CA at the very end of May. After a week of running around, we not only have an exciting new apartment but also have managed to unpack nearly half of our stuff. Good times. Very tired. Haven't found the knife block yet.
Things our movers lovingly wrapped to transport across the country for us:
- 1/3 bag of egg noodles
- three separate bottles of vinegar, all previously opened
- one of the shelves from our previous kitchen's cabinets
- a tupperware container full of change
Practically the first thing we did when we got to town was run to the Milk Pail. Oh good cheap accessible produce, I've missed you so. I assume when it gets to be winter and yet the winter veg are not particularly crispy and frosty I'll probably have something to say about that, but for now, the summer fruit and veg are clearly extremely exciting. Witness the first food I made in CA:
That, fine people, is one yellow tomato and one avocado, sliced nicely, arranged on whole grain sourdough, and covered with cracked pepper. Breakfast in California = awesome.
So our apartment not only has a gas stove--quite difficult to find in earthquake territory--but is also within walking distance of downtown. SWEET. We get easy access to a freaking minefield of restaurants, Asian markets, coffeeshops, the farmer's market, AND the library. WE WIN. Hello, California! I feel much better about you already!