Yesterday’s Wide Open Walls mural festival took a toll on me. I woke up around 10 am this morning and found myself glued to the couch. I couldn’t move. I felt like I was paralyzed. I made a painstakingly effort to reach for my phone to check if I had gotten any messages or notifications. Great, I lost 8 fake followers today. This is going to be a great day.
I texted my fellow adventurers Duke Makena and his roommate Massimo to see what’s on today’s agenda and check if it was too late for a Sunday brunch appointment at the hottest brunch place in town, Tower Cafe. Sadly, it was. So plan B: shower, get dressed and we’ll decide on the road.
“How does lunch in Placerville sound?” Duke asked. Sure! What’s in Placerville? I replied.
Placerville, a town known as a pit stop en route to Lake Tahoe, I told myself. I dreaded saying yes before knowing for sure what I signed up for.alf annoyed. “A dead deer.” Nonchalantly. “Oh, maybe it’s just sleeping.” Massimo rolled his eyes. Next thing I knew we were exiting the freeway, dead deer all but a distant memory.
We decided to have lunch at this quaint diner located at the end of Main Street called Sweetie Pies. We arrived at half past noon. We had 30 minutes before they close for the day. I just had a sinking feeling that they close everything early in this town. We were greeted by a young man at the counter who politely informed us that they were only serving breakfast. Perfect! No “we stop serving breakfast at 10:30” BS like Mickey D’s. But I digress. I wanted to order everything on the menu. I was famished. I ordered blueberry pancakes with a side of eggs and bacon. Duke ordered waffles with a side of eggs and sausage. Massimo ordered French toast. We also got coffee but it was basic. The food however was divine. Right when we walked in I noticed a tray of cinnamon buns displayed behind the glass counter. I made a mental note to order it to go. It was the best I ever had.
The next order of business was to get some decent coffee. Iced coffees to be exact. I guess my mind was playing tricks on me when I saw a sign in front of this coffee shop that read “We serve coffee naked”. Score! But before I could even celebrate I noticed the sign also said they were closed. And sadly, the sign actually said “we serve Naked coffee”. I couldn’t decide right there and then which made me sadder. Welcome to “Day 136” of my dry spell. I let out an exasperated sigh.
What followed was something that I can only describe as careless financial decision making on my part as we entered in Placerville True Value searching for a birthday gift for my sister, Rachel. I’m sure she would appreciate the thought that went into selecting anything from this hardware store. They had a lot of cutesy stuff. What can I say?
We walked out the store with a bag full of signs. Signs that read: Gentlemen. Come in, we’re open. Help wanted.
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