Another week has gone by, with not a lot to write home about…two aborted kayaking trips, the continuing strange and bizarre curse on our dining out attempts, and several good rains which are desperately needed here on the central coast–actually all of Californicateya which is in the middle of a 17-year drought, now having become a state of emergency with water restrictions in almost every community in the state. At home, the bad weather continues with unusually cold weather and snow and ice. I heard this morning that I-5 had been closed due to multi-vehicle accidents both north and south bound, including as many as 50 vehicles.
Monday we had planned to go kayaking, but it was cold and windy so we decided to scratch it, instead going to check out a couple birding areas including the Morro Coast Audubon Society’s overlook which is a small roofed platform on the edge of the bay near the little community of Baywood Park and to the Sweet Springs Nature Preserve with paths with numerous sit spots, a boardwalk and a viewing platform. There are freshwater ponds, wetlands, cypress and eucalyptus trees, and excellent views of the back bay and normally a wide variety of birds to be seen. Without scopes, the tides make a difference in how many birds can be seen easily. It’s becoming more and more clear that I need a better camera to capture the wildlife, if my photos are to show more than a speck in the distance, but here are a few of the area including a nice egret shot by Harold.
While we were in the Los Osos-Baywood area, we wanted to stop in and visit a friend of a friend, a maker of beautiful art glass, Rod Baker. You can see some of his work on his website, Central Coast Glass Blowing and Fusing. Rod had a little gift for us to take back to our mutual friend at home in Oregon and I wanted to get something as there was so much beautiful work there. I adore cobalt glass, so when I saw a beautiful little cobalt vase hanging outside the cottage/showroom/studio that appeared to be within our budget, it only took a little hint to Harold that Valentine’s Day was coming up. The building has a lovely little garden with many decorative touches, both glass and other materials.
Rod had been out of his studio when we first arrived and we’d had to wait for a little while for him. His place is just half a block from the farmer’s market so we strolled down there to see what was fresh and good. I only took a few pics because I quickly started purchasing fruits and veg and didn’t have a free hand to juggle the camera, too. I bought satsumas, beautiful strawberries, some squash, a delicious locally roasted coffee called Templetucky that we’d enjoyed before, some organic hot sausage for Harold and more.
Have I told you about our dining out curse? Anybody else suffer from this? For some reason only known to the dining out gods, more times than not–or so it seems– when we attempt to go to a restaurant that we’ve been wanting to try, they are closed. Often it’s not even Monday, the day many restaurants close for a day off. Sometimes it’s a family emergency, a vacation, a holiday for which you’d not expect them to close, or we want a late lunch and it’s 3:03 and they closed at 3:00. Monday we wanted some tom kha. Now, some of you may know that we’ve been on a tom kha mission for months, never seeming to get to a Thai restaurant while they are open, and once, getting there, unable to find a parking spot in downtown SLO that we could get into with our huge diesel truck, designed for hauling an RV on the highway, not puttering around town. Last week we finally got down to the Thai restaurant here in Morro Bay and ordered a big bowl of tom kha with shrimp. We like our food spicy, but not being familiar with the level of fire here, we ordered medium. Big mistake, way too hot for both of us, and we both left feeling a little queasy.
As soon as the fire wore off, we were still craving the tom kha of our dreams–something we may never find again since we had the best tom kha ever at a restaurant in Beaverton, OR that had snagged the chef of the best Thai restaurant in Portland, or so the story goes. Now it may seem I’ve digressed, but I’m still on track. After visiting the glass studio, we decided to try again at a Thai restaurant in Los Osos.
The first one we entered had no tom kha–we were informed they only serve curries. The second one was closed. Next we went to an Italian restaurant that we had enjoyed before, Jimmy Bumps–closed. We had driven past Back Bay Cafe and I’d heard good things about it, so that was our next destination–that was a closed-5-minutes-ago fail. We finally decided to head back to Morro Bay before we starved to death and hit Giovanni’s for fish and chips for Harold, a couple of grilled fish tacos for me.
Next up, the non-kayaking trip to Lopez Lake. And more food…