Mama Vallone's Steakhouse and Inn
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... and it's all under one roof. The seafood, fruit and vegetable, flower and baked goods were my favorite. The fruits and vegetables were neatly stacked in a rainbow of color and the sea food had an interesting appeal all of its own. People lined up at Pikes Seafood Market to purchase their fish and watch it tossed from person to person for packaging. The walk through the market was a sensory overload and reminded me of ...
... sheets I picked up at the drugstore.
I am not an experienced tarp hanger-upper so I was quite proud of the job I did hanging it between several trees next to the creek. I wanted to show off to the partiers but decided to brag to you about it instead. Isn't it so cool? I was especially happy about it when it started to rain. I spent a cozy evening under the tarp and a blanket, reading and eating chili.
I woke up under my skylight, dew decorating the view.
... able to join her at "dessert" (not lunch) with some of her oldest friends, which was a lot of fun. Afterwards, we went over to Roslyn, an even smaller nearby town, which was a coal mining hub in the 19th and 20th Centuries. We had a good time going up and down the rows of the ancient cemetery, reading the dates and creating stories about the people there.
After that, we headed over to the downtown district, which played the role of ...
... to run the first 50 miles of Cascade Crest with him and a random 7 miles in the middle of the night too.
I wrote before about how I developed the ugly cry when I came to the point in our 55 mile day in Spain when I was planning to go ahead without Tim (http://blog.travelpod.com/travel-blog- entries/angel.mathis/1/1374324963/tpod. html). I realized (again) during our Cascade Crest run how much I value our running partnership because ...
... two American guys who had told me that I would be fine on a black diamond after only two weeks-ish of snowboarding experience. They were happy to see I’d survived the ordeal!
They left, and I started chatting to another American guy who was there with his girlfriend and some other mates. I proceeded to hanging out with this group for a couple of hours before ...