Believe it or not, that mess is a gussied up fish taco plate from the upscale Palm Springs restaurant Clandestino. Calling it a Mexican restaurant is a bit of an understatement. We also had cheese-stuffed fried squash blossoms, which disappeared before I could take a picture.
All good things come to an end, and a person (at least this person) can't eat like that every day.
But the good life goes on in southern California, and we often notice how much happier people are, especially those working in stores and restaurants. At least compared to Seattle, where the food service workers radiate depression over their jobs and life in general. It must be the climate.
The Palm Springs Art Museum has free admission on Thursday evenings during Village Fest, so we waddled over after dinner.
They had a wonderful special exhibit called "Particles and Waves." From 1945-1990, Los Angeles was the center of advanced scientific research, and artists (many of them born at the turn of the last century) produced these amazing abstract art works using the new materials, processes and machines-- such as the first "computer art."
So we had an enjoyable last evening in Palm Springs...
One more desert sunrise, then was time to head to the airport for an easy flight home. At least, everything seems easy compared to our recent Delta experience. It was a smooth flight up the coast, with all the familiar Northwest volcano mountains "out."
But not for long-- now it's going to rain into the foreseeable future. We're happy to get back to normal routines of eating and exercise-- time to hunker down and let the Northwest winter (and everything else) run its course.
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