The rain broke yesterday and allowed us to put the top down as the sisters drove down the coast. Bethany mostly rode in the back because she’s the youngest and we can still make her do things. That and she likes the view. That and she’s just a leetle hardier than Christy (Christy, yesterday alone, had 4267 good traits going for her, I counted, but being hardy in the face of cold wind wasn’t quite one of ‘em. She bravely volunteered for the backseat at one point and we drove about six minutes. Bethany looked up at the trees and said, “The view’s better in the back,” just as Christy yelled, “It’s FREEEEEEEZZZZZING!” They traded back.)
Oh, see? Here’s Bethy:
Here’s Christy:
After some shopping at Phipps General Store, where I bought olallieberry jam and we looked at the animals (chickens, peacocks, a couple of rangy goats, and a baby pot-bellied pig wedged between the boards and its huge snoring mother), we ended up at our destination: Duarte’s for lunch.
They put us in the back dining room, which is a long walk through two other dining areas, and then through the bar where only locals sit and where the juke is stocked with Patsy Cline and Johnny Cash. The back room still had its Christmas tree, which smelled like it had been sprayed with that fake tree scent. I was a little scared it would make the food taste like camp rations. But, oh, it did not. A crab melt and a Newcastle made the afternoon taste right. It was just us in the room, so we could be as stupid and loud as we liked. Which we were.
And the reason for the trip? Olallieberry pie. Christy had never tried it. And yep, it was just as good as I remembered. I’ve told you before, I don’t even LIKE pie. But this pie…. with its crust….. and the rich vanilla ice cream that places way more emphasis on the cream than the ice….. Here we are, in the midst of deep happiness (you’ll notice I’m wearing Olallieberry, my homage to the pie):
It was the perfect ride, with only one brief stop at Fengari in Half Moon Bay where I only bought one skein of Lamb’s Pride – you’d have been proud of me. Oh, and a Sirdar pattern I liked. I think that’s it. Then back home, top up in the dark.
Bethany and I celebrated New Year’s in the best way possible, I think (I’ve always hated that Search for the New Year’s Party, where you end up fighting with your significant other and not wanting to kiss ANYONE at midnight). We flaked on all the other things we could have done, sent Christy off with her boyfriend to do the Search, bought champagne and those little wrapped cheeses, and invited Rachel and Kira out from the City. While waiting for them to arrive, I called Maggi, who’s even more darling than can be believed. She has the best southern accent, something I hadn’t ever imagined in her writing voice but now can’t get out of my head. It was really truly lovely to talk to my friend, live and in person. Aren’t we blessed?
Then I picked up the girls from BART, and we all sat around knitting and watching old taped Buffy episodes until the ball dropped.
(New Bucket-O-Chic on m’head — need to block it a little still, but I love it.) I gamboled outside to let in the New Year and stood there, happily listening to the fireworks and the pops. And then I realized that although I live in north Oakland, it’s still Oakland, and there was an awful lot of gunfire, so I went back inside for more champers.
A good way to open the book of the new year, wasn’t it? Now we’re trapped inside in an enormous rainstorm that’s been pounding since two-thirty this morning. Digit just came in, a wet muddy snarly animal who hated like hell getting dried off. But he ain’t going out again, if that thunder I’m hearing means anything. Bethany’s in the tub, her favorite place, and I’m in my new favorite place, sitting on my grown-up loveseat, so all’s well. I hope all’s well in your corner of 2004, too. Peace to you.
maggi says
Awwww, you’re too sweet! But wasn’t it just the best? As per your guidance I too opened the door to see some surprise neighborhood fireworks. Then later today I had to catch a bit o’nap with the wee one who came to my bed around 5:30 and did not lie still nor go back to sleep, alas. The things we do for love. I’m daunted by the Must-Have cables, but I’m going in search of Indulgence to start a-swatchin’ — right after I call the T-Boys! Love & all to you & yours~
Sharlene says
Hi Rachael,
We’re stuck in the storm down in Cruz-town too. 🙁 The boys and I stuck indoors. Too bad they are too young for Buffy. 🙂 It’ll be a Blue’s Clues and Thomas the Tank Engine day for us.
Anne says
Hey, sweetie, happy new year!
Andy’s just fine, by the way — he watched videos of his Younger Self and now he’s happy. I was cute and funny! he told me.
Oh, yes, darlin’, you were.
Off to the blackeyed peas — they’re almost done!
sarah b. says
Thanks so much for sharing your adventures with your sisters! They seem like they are as much fun as you are, what a fun family! My mom and sister come in tommorow and I’m very excited for some family fun of my own! Happy New Year!
Renee says
I just love reading about your adventures! What a fun family you have!
cari says
Happy New Year, Baby! Keeses to you! MWAH!
alison says
Damn, I just love coming over here. First of all, I SNORTED when I saw the photo of Christy in the backseat! Too too too funny. (I’m not laughing AT her, I’m laughing WITH her! Right?) Second, you say champers too! 🙂 It sounds like you had a wonderful celebration. All the best to you in 2004, Rachael! Peace, love, and all that. xo
Amy in BC says
Looks like you all had a great adventure! Is Bethany really your sister??! I thought not but am now wondering… is there a blood connection??! Anyway, Happiest of New Years to you all!
Em says
What a wonderful day–thanks for sharing with us! Happy New Year, darlin’–may it bring all you deserve!
Kisses to you and yer sisters.
Brenda says
Happy New Year to you too! Sounds like you had a wonderful day with your sisters. I’m jealous! Mine lives far away, and we’re not close like you and yours either!
Teresa says
Rach…I’m waaaay behind on my blog reading and haven’t left ya a note in a while. The Sista drive w/ top down convertable – well, you three are too cute! So much fun! How lucky you are to have each other!
Peace and blessings to you, my dear!
Hugs!
Allison says
You are so lucky to have such a great family!
I am so jealous of your convertible. I love taking ridings with the top down on a brisk day (a former friend had one). Especially the drive you took…it’s so beautiful. Thanks for the jaunt back to nature. Ah well, back to the urban sprawl.