This weekend was the best. With my best friend. You know the kind of friend you can't believe actually exists because you have THAT much fun together and connect in a really mysterious and wonderful way? We used to often refer to ourselves as kindred spirits. And really, that's about the only way to describe it.
Food was naturally the main focus of our time together. Naturally. The first day we made our way to this pretty rad raw food restaurant. yuuummm... I'm still dreaming about the tofu-spin roll we shared, among a few other delicious samplings.
This was the Olamexi III. YUM.
We also did a little antiquing - found some incredible yellow shutters for Lizard's home and a tiny oval serving plate for mine.
We made roasted red pepper pesto for our grilled mahi mahi and grilled green tomatoes.
We attempted basil sorbet.
We dehydrated about a million apples.
We drank delicious wine and french-pressed coffee.
We really did, made, ate, and visited about 102 really fantastic things this weekend, but the best part, by far, was just chatting together. I'm so thankful for my kindred spirit.