Anyway, so the past few days have been absolutely amazing. The restaurant has been slow due to this June Gloom, but the weather says after yesterday we'll be wishing it was back this week. Saturday morning at work was slow so I got cut early and went to have lunch at Corral Cantina. I always go and sit at the little two person window bar with a friend but today it was just me. I love sitting there. Normally, I chat it up with David or Cecil while they're pouring drinks and I just waste time before going back to work. Cecil is really cool. She's a cali baby and started off in the industry when she was 21 and then moved on to radio broadcasting. After radio broadcasting she decided she got enough out of it and she now does landscape architecture. Interesting how one day we realize we want to be doing something completely different (or, someone...ha!).
I finish my lunch at the cantina and I get a call from my other half Brittany and she said, "Be at my house in 5 minutes, we're going for a helicopter ride." Before I hung up the phone Cecil had given me my check for $10.83 and I was running out the door. Have you ever flown in a helicopter!? See, sheriffs in Malibu eat for free at the restaurant and Brittany just charmed them, I suppose, and we met at the helipad and got on our way! You know how you always see on movies when helicopters land every thing around them blows profusely? It's true. Sand was going everywhere, I felt like at one point I was going to lose my shirt, and I didn't care at all. We climbed in the helicopter and put on the big headphone-like things with the Britney Spears speaker-mouth-attachment and before I knew it we were taking off. Ha, I loved it! we flew over the ocean, stopped by the restaurant and waved, went down to the pier and almost to Santa Monica! The ride home we flew over the canyons and just gaped in awe at the view. Continuously I just kept grabbing Brittany and telling her I loved her because it was the coolest thing ever, which I seem to be saying a lot lately.
That night after the helicopter ride, I went with Kelly and Brittany to a party in Malibu Colony Estates at a friend's summer beach house (because his own house in Malibu wasn't good enough?) and we danced and sat on the balcony and watched the waves twenty feet below and occasionally enjoyed a cigarette or two.
Sunday was a great day though. I am very blessed for the company I work with. I was invited to help in a charity event called Taste of the Nation, which I believe at some point I have mentioned before. We got to the restaurant at 9 a.m. after only a few hours of sleep, naturally, and loaded the cars. The girl I work with who kicks ass on the line, Amanda, and I carpooled to Culver together. We set up our tent and got ready to work. There were 46+ other restaurants and the event and a lot of winery's(sp?) where there. We were really busy most of the day but we did get a nice break to go try some other restaurant's food, but we, of course, had the best.
We served a Farmer's Market Salad. It sounds simple but it was far from that. It was composed of organic heirloom cherry tomatoes (which were peeled, yes 2100 of them were peeled) and cantaloup that had been seasoned and tossed in a basil vinaigrette. On top of that was burrata cheese (an early stage of mozzarella, much creamier) with a basalmic syrup drizzle and Zoe's prosciutto on top. Also in the salad was a pipette of tomato water, which you took after you eat the salad - it's crisp, refreshing, and really cleanses your palate. Tomato water sounds weird but let me explain...Chef took boxes of heirloom tomatoes and pureed them with some sherry vinegar. Then, he strained the liquid in coffee filters and it comes out almost clear but with the sweetest taste of tomato ever. We could have made some bomb bloody marys....
After loading everything back up we went to the after party at Ford's Filling Station and drank Fat Tire and ate cheese and meat and just had a good relaxing time. Ha, and after Ford's we stopped into Rush to catch the end of the Laker's game and have another drink. After a few hours Amanda and I took the Jeep back down the PCH and unloaded everything back at the restaurant. It was a great weekend in LA...and we raised a lot of money at Taste of the Nation to fight childhood hunger.
Happiness is where I'm at.