Rosemary

Phew, I need to catch my breath for a minute! Sorry about the lack of posting. I was nestled between a beach and some mountains for several days with little outside contact to the world.

Life is tough, I know.

After several days of relaxation, and some serious munching at Stinson Beach (thanks Celeste and John!), we headed to San Francisco to finally explore some culinary schools. San Francisco is a city like no other, that’s for sure. The city may only be 7 miles, but it is a foodie’s oasis!

After a long day in the city, we headed to Napa Valley to check out the Culinary Institute of America.

I was blown away by the beauty of this building. We arrived just before sundown,  so I couldn’t get any great shots, but just imagine a mini Hogwarts.

Perfect. It was everything you would hope for in a culinary school.

As we stepped outside of the car, the scent of orange trees infused the crisp air. Upon walking further up the path to Hogwarts (as I shall call it from now on), I screamed at the discovery of rosemary bushes!

Oh, did I mention that they just casually use rosemary as landscape  decor at grocery stores in California? Yeah, I made quite the scene in LA. There were olive trees hanging over the stonewalls, and miles of vineyards as far as the eye could see. A culi’s dream!

Unfortunately, since it was around the Holidays, admissions was not open, but the school and restaurant were open for visitors. It was an eventful day, and a giant step in the right direction.

Never underestimate the power of passion.

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California

Merry Christmas Eve!

It’s  day 7 of my journey across the country to the West Coast in search of my dream to attend culinary school.

I’ve driven 3,300 miles, conquered 15 states, and cased endless amounts of Juicy-Juice boxes.

Sure, you take one sip and your done, but these little guys got me through some rough times.

First time touching the Pacific Coast right there!

Seconds later, these Pacific waves knocked me over, leaving me drenched in salty water for the day.

And I loved everything single second of it.

Why?

‘Cause I’m in California, baby!

Wednesday night around 6:00 pm (Pacific time) we crossed the border of Arizona into California after traveling through some crazy sporadic weather.

Travel Tip: If you ever decide to travel Interstate 40 through the Mojave Desert, avoid the town of Ludlow, unless you’re into Texas Chain Saw Massacre shenanigans.

We’ve been in Marina Del Rey just outside of Los Angeles for two days now, and I’m in love.

California truly is a magical place.

I’m never coming back!

Next on the agenda: Driving up Route 1 to Stinson Beach to spend Christmas/my birthday at Chance’s Aunt’s home, and finally checking out culinary schools!