You know that feeling when the winter frost has melted, flowers begin to bloom and you can smell spring in the air? There’s an intangible excitement about being able to frolic outdoors and ditch the heavy coats. There’s an extra skip in your step.
Well, even though we SoCal folks are spoiled with phenomenal weather year-round, after last week’s “storm”—4 days of a little pouring, a lot of drizzling—some San Diegans seemed to have that same out-of-the-woodworks excitement—like we had just endured a horrid polar vortex. Even I was a little extra excited about being outdoors. I guess California does make you a bit soft.
Minus less-jazzy tasks like laundry and work, we spent much of the weekend out and about. It was just so good. I actually got a little nostalgic for it last night. Here’s a little glimpse at the action:
Above: I felt like I hadn’t had a proper brunch out in some time, so Eaman and I tried Naked Cafe in Point Loma. It’s located in a strip mall littered with Core Power Yoga devotees, so expect to see lots of fit bodies here, as the menu leans extremely healthy. We got the multi-grain blueberry pancakes, which were more healthy than delicious (not necessarily a bad thing), and the green & red pagoda, an egg entree with rosemary toast, soy sausage, avocado, artichoke and sun-dried tomatoes. That was amazing. Bonus points for a dog-friendly patio.
I love drive-through car washes. We spotted one across the street from Naked Cafe and went for a little joy-ride.
Whenever I say, “I want to have a fun day off,” I always end up at the Coronado dog beach. Taking Teddy there is truly my favorite outdoor activity in this city.
A dog beach trip is traditionally followed by Mexican food at El Indio in Mission Hills. No, it’s not the best Mexican food, but it does hold a special place in our hearts. It was the first place we went to when visiting San Diego in 2010 and it was the first place we went to after moving here. They also have an adorable patio that so few people know about. And look at that Irish spirit!
Teddy was out with us all of Saturday, which always makes for a fun, if not eventful, experience.
On Sunday I explored Imperial Beach with two girlfriends. Just a few miles from the Mexican border, this San Diego beach community is the most southwestern city in the U.S. and from what I understand, has undergone some revamps in the last few years. I’m already a fan of quiet, slightly off-the-radar towns, so the fact that this one is paired with a beautiful beach backdrop made it a fast favorite.
The best part is walking along the water. It was an impeccable day, so the ocean looked stunning. Around town, there aren’t a ton of options, but there’s a lot of heart in the mom-and-pop shops. I’ll definitely be doing a neighborhood guide on this place soon.
We ate lunch at West Coast Cafe, a no-frills diner-style eatery, the kind where two eggs, a sausage, biscuit, pancakes and hash browns are all part of one meal. They also have sandwiches, soups and salads, but I went for a simple but tasty egg-veggie wrap that was just $4. The lady who worked there—perhaps the “mama” referred to on the misspelled menu?—sat down with us to take our orders and then chatted with me about the merits of Lisa and Carlton on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills.
We ended the afternoon at Cow-A-Bunga, a homemade ice cream parlor at the end of the pier. Nothing to write home about, but I did enjoy the not overly sweet coconut flavor. I also enjoy the $2/scoop rate.
Hope you had a great weekend!