Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Serendipity in Blue

After a series of unfortunate events over the weekend, we ended up in my husband's hometown of Visalia, which is where we met. It's about an hour north of us, but we don't get there often because we really don't have any ties there anymore.

We had lunch at Erik's favorite Mexican restaurant, where he was warmly greeted by one of the servers who remembers him. Then we took a tour of his old neighborhood and walk down Main Street. Some of our favorite spots were still around, while others had closed. But this stopped me in my tracks:

Funny, isn't it? I remember the restaurant (called Fugazzi's—we ate there a number of times), but the Blue Room lounge is something new.

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