Sunday, May 13, 2018
This morning I caught an error on my part in the dimensions for the granite. That prompted some very careful measurements, drawing, and double-checking before I fired off an email to our granite fabricator. Next time I visit there, they'll probably throw something sharp and heavy at me!
While we were driving, Debbie and I were reflecting, for the umpteenth time, just how crazy it seems now that we were once worried about being able to find good food up here. Coming from San Diego, we thought we were leaving a foodie nirvana with lots of quality and variety – and headed to a foodie desert with neither. Oh, how wrong we were! Those scallops we had today were superior to anything we were ever able to buy in San Diego, on those few occasions when we even found them. Amazingly, that's true for seafood across the board. We have prime beef in the grocery store, along with bison. Our milk is delivered to our door, and it's better than anything we could buy – at any price – in San Diego. We have three excellent bakeries nearby (and more within 30 minutes drive), so we have terrific bread on our table. There aren't nearly as many restaurants here as in San Diego, but ... we have about ten excellent restaurants in Cache Valley, and who-knows-how-many more in the Salt Lake City area. We have great specialty grocery stores (like Caputo's in SLC, and several Hispanic stores in Logan). It still seems remarkable, but the fact is that on a daily basis we're eating far better food here than we ever did in San Diego...
This morning Debbie spotted the first hummingbird of the year, feasting on the flowers in hanging baskets on our deck. Spring is most definitely here!