One of our first days in Cali took us to The Beachcomber, a teeny tiny weeeny winey restaurant at Crystal Cove, upon the recommendation of a friend. The Beachcomber is said to have terrific breakfast and brunch, and we were looking for something different than the hotel breakfast buffet. Crystal Cove is between Newport and Laguna Beach off Pacific Coast Highway, and we parked on one side of the highway, then hiked under PCH to get to the restaurant. The walk was gorgeouso. Check it:
Represent, Motha Nature.
How do I love thee, tiny cacti in the middew of a field? Like, a lot.
The beach wasn't quiiiite as beautiful as the one in Corona del Mar, but for the love of Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom's Marlin Perkins, it's the beach. It's still frigging awesome. What was not so awesome? The hour wait for breakfast when one is already starving, and the fact that unless you eat at the restaurant and spend at least $10 to get parking validated, parking costs $15. DOH. Ah well, life could be worse than sitting on a beach for an hour with one's stomach growling. Seriously, SUCK IT UP, Shannan.
Finally, FINALLY, the blessed pager thingie goes off and we're seated at a table right next to the window to see the sweeping views of ocean (see photo above). What does The Hubs do, however? CONSTANTLY CHECKS STOCK QUOTES ON HIS PHONE.