Last Friday in Eugene was one of those perfect end-of-summer/early-fall days. We had an 8 a.m. ring time which left us ample time to relax and restore. After some nap and/or computer time (that would be me), Louise, Kim, and I took the dogs for a walk up the path along the millrace.
An entire area devoted to peppers.
Sunflower with bee.
I could live in Eugene, or any place from Eugene north to the Washington border. I do still reserve the right to be a desert snowbird in the dark and cold winter months.
For the foodies among the readers: I was able to introduce Louise and Kim to a couple of places they hadn't been to before. On my recommended list are the Glenwood Cafe on Willamette and Taco Loco on 7th. We also ate at the campus Glenwood: the food was great but the menu is smaller, and at Mazzi's - long a Eugene fixture. And we ate not once, but twice at Mekala's, the Thai restaurant conveniently located next to the motel. How can you beat a Thai place which also boasts a list of single-malt scotches.? And at which I had what was absolutely the best desert to date: the Coconut Island. A scoop of homemade coconut icecream on a bed of steaming hot sweet sticky rice.
Then again, maybe it's better for the diet that we don't live in Eugene.