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“This ain’t no funky reggae party, five dollars at the door.” Garden Grove – Sublime
That song lyric might have been more appropriate for the last post HA! But you know, Sublime is always a band I think of when I think of California along with No Doubt and a slew of others.
So at this point everyone should know that we are staying with our cousins Bob and Glenda in Penryn. Well, their grandson Chad, who is my second cousin once removed, has been showing me, “around town” and it’s been really great!
We went by his house for minute or two, then ran over to his mother’s house, Lynnette who is my 2nd cousin and talked with her for a bit. That was really wonderful because I have always heard of these people but had never met them! I can’t explain the feeling you get when you meet another family member for the first time. I think this feeling starts when you get older and can appreciate it more. It’s finding others that are part of your blood in some way and so you’re automatically connected and I think that is what I like so much about it.
We then went and toured some model homes. WOW. These buildings were quite large but some not so large. One thing I noticed were the bathrooms and they were like a room all in themselves.
After home touring, we hit up Nordstrom Rack. I’ve never been to one and we don’t have them in NC and if we do they’re either in Raleigh or Charlotte. I purchased a shirt for a very decent price and then we scampered over to the mall.
Tiffany & Co.
Before I begin this it should be addressed that I do love diamonds. It’s my birthstone and even though it’s not very rare, I still love the sparkle and shine. So I saw the Tiffany store and told Chad I had never been into one. He immediately grabbed my hand and pulled me in there. The first thing he said to the salesman was, “We’re not buying anything, but we’re just looking. She has never been into a Tiffany’s before and I want her to experience that.” At this point I was thinking, “Well, he can either say okay and turn around and walk away, or he could tell us he doesn’t have time for us at all that only paying customers were worth his time.” I think all of this because this IS the mentality of most salesman. It wouldn’t be inaccurate to think what I did because that’s how the world works. Well…imagine my surprise when he presented a sophisticated half-smile and said, “Please feel free to take a look. Anything you would like to try, let me know.” I disregarded this as I wasnt sure if I heard him right. I saw a princess cut diamond ring. The salesman came over and chad said, “She likes that one.” The man opened the glass door and set it on the counter for me to look at. It priced at around $24,000. The price wasn’t shocking as I know it can be expensive. I looked at it and he said, “Go ahead and try it on.” I responded, “I can’t because it won’t fit my finger.” He just responded in a very non assuming way that, “it doesn’t have to fit, it fits no ones finger, it’s just there for you to try it on the part that it will fit on.” So I hesitantly picked up the dainty little $24,000 ring and place it on the thinnest part of my ring finger. Hello love. Where have you been all my life. That feeling was wonderful. It was so dainty and shiny. I thought, “This must be what it feels like for other women.”
I looked at the next ring that was clearly covered in diamonds. Chad said, “Can we look at this one”. He said, “Absolutely but we must go into the room over there to do so.” Apparently this ring cost a bit more. We walked eagerly to the room and he pulled out the ring. I placed it on my finger…and then looked at the price.
$127,000 sitting on my undeserving finger. Wow.
I honestly didn’t know how to pose for the photo. I felt very out-of-place trying it on because I will never have money like that to spend on such a beautiful ring. I feel like such a simple woman in the things I own that I almost felt uncomfortable walking into Tiffany’s to start with. I felt like maybe I should have been dressed up to do this.
The coolest thing about that whole experience, I think, was the salesman. He was so very nice and completely sweet. He was never assuming or bothered. He seemed to enjoy talking and loved his job. I would love to give him a wonderful review. I never for a minute thought he would give us the time of day. It was very sweet and I’ll always remember that. :’)
Buca Di Beppo
So after all of the stuff we did, Chad took me to one of his favorite restaurants in the area which is, “Buca Di Beppo”. It’s an Italian restaurant located near the mall. He told me he reserved us the VIP seating. I didn’t think much of this because of the VIP seating style back home. When you get a VIP seat, it’s usually just a dark corner that’s somewhat private. It’s not anything to really write home to mom about but THIS was something to write to y’all about!
The VIP booth is IN THE KITCHEN!
Talk about private! This is uber private! It was just an amazing thing! So you get:
A private booth in the Kitchen
Whenever your bread or water are low a server immediately fills it up for you whether they’re your server or not.
If an order is messed up in the main part of the restaurant, they will bring that order to the VIP table and let you have it.
Sometimes they will let you try different sauces (though I think that might have actually just been Chad’s doing since he frequents there a lot).
I was surprised to say the least. Behind the booth, located on the wall were pictures of famous celebrities who had eaten there, either at that locations or others across the country. There are very few Buca restaurants in the whole of the U.S.
We ordered the Spicy Rigatonni and for dessert a Tiramisu (El, it was amazing!) I didn’t eat too much beccause that wasn’t going to be good for anyone! Hands down, that was another experience I will put down in the books. Thank you so much Chad 🙂 Now I just have to work off these calories! Yikes!
After all is said and done, you can call me, “Experience Lady”. HA!
“Wake up to the sun, clouds always come undone. You give the light I need, like water to a seed.” Our Own House – Misterwives
Hello Sunny California…where have you been all my life? Each day that I’m here and am seeing new things, I think I fall in love with it more and more. This place is so amazing. It is exactly what I imagined; the sun shines all the time, the neighborhoods look exactly like I imagine and housing is SUPER expensive. Everyone has been so friendly.
I drove by earlier this past Saturday afternoon and saw a slew of motorcylces parked in the front of what looked like a biker bar called, “Valencia Club”. All of the bikes were aligned perfectly with the next. Of course you know this peeked my curiosity! I have watched the entire series of, “Sons of Anarchy” so developed a deeper curiosity and interest in, “biker clubs”. I’ve always just thought of bikers being in California. For those of you who don’t know the show Sons of Anarchy, it is a show based around a motorcylce club called the, “Sons of Anarchy Motorcylce Club Redwood Original”. It’s a pretty violent show but it’s really interesting. I take most of it pretty loosly but know that some of it is real and that, perhaps motorcycle clubs might be somewhat like this.
So I mentioned the club to my cousin Glenda. She said that they have live bands, usually every weekend and that I should go check it out. She also mentioned that even though it’s not a biker bar, per se, the Hell’s Angels frequent the place and just recently had been there for a cookout. So imagine my surprise when….
I met a club member of the “Boozefighters” in the bar! Ha! You thought I was going to say I saw a Hell’s Angel didn’t you? Well, he was still a member of a motorcycle club, and not really a violent club either but I’m sure they mean business. His name was sewn into his vest and read, “Tigger”. His girlfriend was with him and her vest read, “Tigger’s Bounce”. He and she both were very nice and friendly. The music was loud for such a small place but people PACKED into it like sardines.
We left there and went to another place down the road called, “Leo’s”. This was your average sports bar. There’s nothing really to say about that except that I met some intersting people.
The woman who took me out was Deanne. She is Glenda’s neighbor and is 77 years old! She’s seen here with some guy who perfectly photobombed this shot.
It was a good time and I’m glad I got to experience some of that!
Historic Old Town Auburn
What a quaint little place! Auburn itself is an Historic Landmark but the Old Town is absolutely the sweetest little place.
On Sundays they host a little antique festival of sorts with venders and food for the public.
There are still buildings here that are from the Gold Rush years, like the fire station and the Post Office.
Mom and I both purchased some really cute cooking aprons from a lovely vendor on the street.
They were made out of vintage pillow cases and absolutely unique. I’ll try and find her information and update it soon.
I also purchased a hand knitted doiley from another vendor just next door. She had a lot of different items but the doiley was so cute and precious I couldn’t pass it up.
Painted Pony is the name of her business and we talked about California and North Carolina for a bit.
It wasn’t long before we were doing some serious investigating!
There were so many neat things at each table that it was hard to just skip tables entirely. We found ourselve stopping at each one. Check out this old Edison table top phonograph (at least I think that’s what it is). http://youtu.be/ZEJTyWgLrNk It seemed as though each vendor was offereing something completely different than the next.
I ended up purchasing only the apron and doily. I love stuff like that; Handmade goods. Plus, it reminds me of a time long since passed that it makes it almost necessary to preserve it’s memory by buying those items and keeping that nostalgia alive.
I tried to find gold in this guy’s pan, but all I found were pieces of rock and an empty wallet. He didn’t say much and that’s okay. I was tired and worn out anyway.
I have to say Old Town Auburn was pretty neat and I REALLY enjoyed the antique sales.
I had been talking about wanting to eat at an, “IN-N-OUT” fast food joint for a while. We don’t have these on the East Coast so naturally I wanted to try it!
Imagine my surprise when I saw John 3:16 on the bottom of the cup. Too awesome! If we had one here I would absolutely give my money to this business (when I was treating myself to fast food). The food was good and I’m glad I can now say that I’ve eaten at an, IN-N-OUT. 🙂