Tag: California

I was standing three feet from the order window at Kono’s Cafe with a soggy number 42 clutched in my hand, listening to a guy in line ahead of me explain to his friend why he couldn’t eat salsa unless the tomatoes were certified nightshade-free. My stomach made a noise loud enough to startle a nearby seagull. I’d been up since 5:30 AM paddling through a chilly Pacific chop that reminded me a little too much of childhood sailing trips back in New Hampshire, and frankly, my brain was running entirely on the promise of warm tortillas, scrambled eggs, and…

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