We split two cocktails then at least two good coffees and Dre got a bagel. Threw a bag of nantes carrots and some cashews in the car.
Three chicks in a Kia! Listened to Greenday ‘Dookie’ more than once and other, lesser shit. Stopped a lot, of course, here. 
Crossed the bay bridge before midnight, KMEL playing Floetry “Say Yes”. $1 Tecate’s for everyone!
We split to sleep, had sunbath cherries for breakfast in Orinda. Dre and JP and Jesse brined chicken and prepped sides while I glimpsed Matthews basement bungalow life and got stuck on a conference call. We met midday in the mission, split burrito’s then took the almost two hour “20 minute” drive in rush to Point Reyes.
Pure hostility magic! So windy that each bit of sand hit our legs and faces like glass shards. But we were brave! And once we crossed the threshold, it was all dinosaur landscape, beauty cows, huge deer. The wild life.
We didn’t get home by dinner call-time, didn’t adjourn at all till 9 at least. So eventually we were lots of guests, but not a one hungry.
So the leftovers plate was for a giant.
It all tasted better in the morning for a brunch reconvene. Do it all again! Dre’s perfect tater salad, full bacon greens not too sweet, mac n cheese, corn, the most perfect just salt n pepper fired chicken, and a chilled off apple, radish, greens and avocado salad, cool as cactus.
