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I brought my raincoat and boots down to SoCal for Christmas because the news had been spouting dire warnings about historic levels of rainfall, and they weren't kidding. The one time I chose to wear sneakers to walk around instead of my boots, they got completely soaked through; corner puddles rivaling in depth the ones I've stepped into in Boston hidden underneath grey-brown snow. Got to chat with a few neighbors and local restaurant owners about whether or not being open for Christmas was going to be worth it given the copious precipitation - takeout and delivery, yes; dine-in: almost certainly not.

( Christmas Eve: historic rain, Colombian food, hanging with family, Korean pizza and food TV )

( Christmas Day: jogging, more historic rain, gingerbread house-building, KBBQ )

( San Diego: mostly escaping the historic rain further north )

( ensaymada musings )

And then we got back to LA and mostly it kept raining, but we did manage to slip out to Santa Monica for the sunset on Monday when the skies cleared for a few precious hours. One more lunch out with Jung and Uhmuhni at Republique (H and U loved their chicken sandwiches Jung got the potato pancake with smoked salmon, and I got the seasonal ricotta toast with persimmons and pistachios. Cheesemaking goals; I'd love to make a ricotta at home that creamy!). Clearing out the leftovers.

And then the long drive back up the coast. Sandwiches at Red Scooter Deli in Paso to break up the journey (French dip for H, bacon jam grilled cheese for me); heading straight to the Aquarium upon arrival in Monterey. Mediocre overpriced pizza and garlic bread at the closest place still open (it was New Year's Day and we were in the heart of tourist trapland). I awoke the next day in time to catch an utterly sublime sunrise, jogging slowly along the coastal trail. Hyoun woke up half an hour later, caught up to me; we walked back together through the park where we got married sixteen-plus years ago.

Picked up Jollibee on the last leg so we wouldn't have to cook when we got home; drove past the sign we always spot too late talking about artichoke cupcakes, another thing I'll have to try to replicate at home this year. And then we were HOME and we did laundry and slept forever.

Sitting in the most beautiful Apple Store (really! I'm staring at all sorts of historical facade detail work right now) with some downtime; popping in to say hello. :)

Since my last update:

- ( chocolate green curry birthday cake! )

- ( holiday concert, where I'm still belting out Whitney Houston arias two weeks later )

- ( all of my cookbooks are shelved now! )

- ( Paso Robles: actually intriguing wines and a cozy book nook )

Interlude: the reason I'm at the Apple Store right now is because my phone reinstall went rogue. Le sigh. At least things are progressing well, but on a four-year-old phone with some newly-discovered physical damage, I know it's probably new phone time sooner rather than later.

- ( Hearst Castle, Morro Bay, the most extravagant cinnamon roll, and one night of Santa Barbara gems )

- And then we knew the storm was coming, so we finished our drive down to LA the next day. Of course there was traffic two days before Christmas, but at least we were coming down the coast and from barely 100 miles away. Leonard and Sara took the valley road, which is faster, but they were driving the whole distance from the Bay in one day, and had to go over the Grapevine, and there were literal tumbleweeds causing crashes. But everyone made it safely; Jane and Uhmuhni's flights came in without too much delay, and we celebrated with curry plates at CoCo Ichibanya, followed up by rolled ice cream at Holy Roly.

Still feeling like I want to send out New Year's cards, re-establish contact with those I've lost touch with. Still need to see whether my reach exceeds my grasp here. Still have LA and San Diego to write up. Still aspiring to be in better touch with people, as always, and trying to navigate how to best do that in 2026 with the shifting sands of everything. Miss you all, and here's to getting to hug you in the new year.