A few days before Valentine’s Day, we packed up our lives in Boston and started our cross-country drive. Destination: San Diego. The 5-day, 3,000mi+ trip now seems like a distant memory, having forged so many new ones in our first month-and-change in California.
Since I haven’t made much progress on this blog post during the last 3 Thursdays that I’ve worked on it, I’ll keep this short and direct those that may be interested to join me on the new Periscope App (Username: @leemovic) today, Thursday, March 26, 2015 at 7:30PM Eastern as I livestream a tour of the North Park Farmers’ Market. (I am a new Market Manager for this and 2 other farmers’ markets in San Diego, and it’s going pretty well!) I’ll share the link on Twitter as well.
Anyway, here are a handful of photos from our coast-to-coast journey and the start of our new lives on the
Simcoe, the wildcard on any excursion, was a dream in the car. He handled his share of the driving well, too!
Where are they now? Greater Saint Louis, that’s where.
Erica’s aunt & uncle had some BBQ waiting for us upon our arrival in KC. Good stuff.
Erica often reminds me that we need to stop telling people about this place, lest it get overrun. Since nobody reads this blog anyway, I think the secret is safe with Simcoe.
The closest (for now; there’s an empty lot across the street so…) brewery to our house has this as a mascot. They also had a rib cookoff last Friday. All is forgiven.
We saw dragons and sword fighting in our first week in San Diego. We’re. Never. Leaving.
Never thought we’d meet a dog that Sim couldn’t keep up with.
Catt W. (L), San Diego Markets Director, and Robyn G., Market Manager, at the California Small Farms Conference Tasting Reception.
Plenty of Little Italy Mercato visitors nerded out for Pi Day (March 14). At first, the woman on the right was reluctant to let me share her photo, but when she saw she wasn’t the only one celebrating, it was all good!
Queso Diego is my new favorite thing ever. Monthly meetings for cheese makers, tasters, and fans, plus B.Y.O.B. in a giant, gorgeous home in the back of a ridiculous nursery. Quick question: Is there a limit on the number of times I can register?
This was really good.
These people were really nice.