It’s always strange to go back to the place you grew up, especially if you end up 3000 miles away and only had a few visits in 19 years. Or maybe I should call it “the place from which I left” since this post isn’t going to scream maturity.
Now that you’ve been properly warned...
Yes, I’m back in So. Cal, though it hasn’t, like, affected me, like, too much. (Insert smack-inducing eye roll) OMiGod, it has sooo not!
Here’s my first impression as I made my way from San Diego to LA. There was actually a better sideways shot, but I missed it. It’s really hard to go 70 on a 5 lane highway and snap a pic at the same time. Yeah, that was me. Sorry!
I actually ate at Taco Bell before In N Out Burger. Twice. I know, I should be shot. But if you haven’t had Taco Bell in Calif before, you don’t get a say here. It's really good, and I do miss it. Everything is fresh, and they know what a tostada is here. No, my New England friends, it is not a taco shell broken in half, tho I appreciate the effort. Besides, the damn gps I’m paying $15 a day for LIED to me about where the In N Out was. Go figure.
I did manage to pop in to a school I went to for 2 years. There are a couple of people still there, and lo and behold they remembered me. It’s 30 years later. This is not a good thing. Let’s just say it involved a Halloween costume and alcohol and leave it at that. My advice to you? There are apparently some places you shouldn’t revisit.
This one wins best restaurant name of this trip. For my pronunciation challenged New England friends, it's pronounced "fuh." Let's say the whole name all together now...
BTW, as long as I'm at it, can we address Hummus? It's Hoo-moose (extra points if you can say the H like there's something caught in your throat), not Hum-us.
And just in case you have the In N Out Urge:
Now you see it, now you don't.
Whaaat? Get your mind out of the gutter. What else would I mean?