Sand in her shoes

My mom was born and raised in Atlantic City and loves nothing more than getting on a beach. So today I recreated yesterday’s drive, without Janis, who was playing bridge. We had better weather and I was in charge. So lunch at a place on the beach:

And then a long walk on the beach:

And then some lounging:

We were on some private club’s deck chairs, but no one arrested or deported us:

It was a good day.

We had dinner two nights running at California Pizza Kitchen. The first night I had an amazing mushroom and pasta dish. Tonight an amazing arugula, quinoa, feta, sun dried tomato salad with champagne vinaigrette. The kind of thing you just don’t get in the UK.
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