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November 29. Day 152. On a whim, I hitchhiked to Escondido, a bustling, crime ridden nexus of prostitution and cheese manufacturing in a few miles north of San Diego. (Ok, it’s actually more like Mr. A drove his Honda Civic to Escondido, a sleepy, calm, peaceful, three-street hamlet just north of San Diego — but wasn’t [...] November 28. Day 151. November 27. Day 150. Thanksgiving has come and gone, and all day yesterday I was recovering. My update is a little late. But worth it. Because I bring you, gentle reader, the fruits of my asking — an apple cake produced by Elvira, my mother’s Italian boarder. Light and fluffy, a lustrous rust shade on top and buttery [...] November 26. Day 149. I came to Twiggs looking for coffee and concentration. And I found cwm. Cwm, I’ve just learned, is a Welsh word for a small valley, according to The Scrabble Dictionary. I’ve just played Scrabble, twice, you see, with the Twiggs Thursday Night Scrabble Crew. Tomorrow being Thanksgiving, they moved their meeting a day early. As I [...] November 25. Day 148. I have a longstanding love affair with Croutons, a place that serves super salads loaded with unhealthy ingredients at astoundingly good prices. A friend introduced me to the Carlsbad location a few years ago, before it popped up all over San Diego, and most recently I’ve been a regular at the one [...] |
    
  
 
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