It’s the name of a Vet Practice and it can only be in California, or at least the USA. They like these names for businesses, perhaps they have something in common with South Yorkshire where the locals there seem to like business names that are intended to make one chuckle, or not! Judging by the look of the place it was doing ok.
We were on our way to a Vegan Restaurant for a spot of brunch, a bit of a treat for me on Father’s Day, on top of the jar of marmalade bought from Larchmont Farmer’s Market. Marmalade being one of my foodie passions and not very common in these parts where they have enough oranges to be making marmalade all year round, and daughter and family have lemons growing in the garden. Meanwhile back to the vegan brunch. I had a wrap and some spuds, the wrap had chick peas and all sorts of grainy things in it with a spicy tomato ketchup with an exceedingly deep and rich flavour, the whole thing was delicious. Daughter had pancakes that looked like a small tower with fruit on the penthouse level and sweet things at mezzanine. Normal meat eating steak man son in law took to the grains too whilst grandchildren tucked into a pizza, with cheese made from cashew. It was in many ways a revelation, not just from the taste of the food but the vast amounts that is served. It’s not often that “Clean Plate Davies” is defeated but this was a notable success for the server.
Back to base camp to recover, and check out where we are going tomorrow, and there faced with what I’m now told is called “The Black Screen of Death” on my iPhone, which essentially means the thing won’t work. It’s a first world problem that we’ll deal with. We might even have to look at a map.
We passed Helga on the way, there has to be a story here. Who is Helga and what exactly happened in 1966, or was that just the route? Get your kicks on Route 66?