On the road again, Sunday drivers trailing along...
We fuel up on a road side diner, for some old fashion breakfast special, and a hot pot of coffee served up in a mug.
I love waitresses; I do.
And, I am all about honey spoon stirred into my coffee as well.
If my chance I cannot find my Honey Bear, a pour spout of syrup will do.
And I love a big booth too.
I like the smell of dusty old cafe curtains to compliments the condiments.
I prefer the mix of low lamp light and natural light anytime I dine.
I like to read the laundry list of Specials up on the board.
I like to know I can show to do this by day or by night and all the way through.
We grocery shop along the trail leading back to home.
Fresh fruits abound, nuts and seeds, even eggs from the chicken coop out back.
Honey, honey, honey. Not far there is a "Honey Tasting Room" that you can find
in Piru. Piru Canyon Honey by Bennett Honey.
Francisco's Fruits along Hwy 126 is a necessary stop on the route back home. We peel in just before the close at 8:30pm!
Last time we ran in at 8:35, and they still let us in.
With our health and our happiness in mind, we gather up all our sources
and search out our hunt.
We stack up on our dried fruit treats.
Tamarinds are my personal feasts, tucked in glass candy dishes, piled high in mixing bowls, and more filed away in the pantry cupboard.
We find treasures other than the veggie kind.
I like to stick to the honey theme when it comes to my skin.
The Beeswax Skin Cream soaks right in.
The Ojai Valley Bee Farm has a full product menu to choose from including my favorite Cherimoya lip balm.