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Fifty-Six

A day late posting this. I had a pretty quiet day yesterday. Decided not to take the day off from work and save the vacation day for the future.

I got to go to coffee with a long-time colleague whom I haven’t seen much in recent years, so that was nice. Catching up on the various things we’ve been up to.

January 2025 has been pretty tumultuous so far, what with Trump, Gaiman, David Lynch, Bob Uecker, the Los Angeles wildfires, the looming thread of the H5N1 bird flu, and so forth. Naturally we’re all concerned that it will get a lot worse once we (somehow) inaugurate the most racist President in over a century on Martin Luther King Day, who is also so ignorant and incompetent that he thinks foreign countries pay for tariffs America places on their imports.

The weather has been unseasonably warm. Usually we’re having some sub-freezing lows in January, but I don’t think we’ve gotten below 35°F. And we’re regularly having highs in the 60s. I’m glad we got all that rain in December or we might be dealing with something like LA is now.

Have I talked about running lately? I can’t recall. Back in fall 2023 I was having foot and knee problems and took a chunk of the fall off from running. I think it was because I didn’t have great sandals for everyday use, and it was cascading to impacting my running (and even my walking). Since buying some better sandals (because I really don’t want to wear sneakers all year long, although I bet the day is coming some years down the road) things have been much better. I’m at the point that I’m running a 5k three days a week, and have gotten my average mile down by almost a minute. So that’s been nice. I still have at least another minute to shave off to get to my fastest mile, and I might never get there again, but I’m not planning on winning any races.

Tomorrow we’re going off to our traditional birthday dinner for me, which I always enjoy, but nothing particularly special planned for the new year.

Onwards to another year!

RIP FJL

When I first moved here in 1999, one of the restaurants everyone loved was Frankie Johnny and Luigi Too! They were a traditional Italian restaurant which at the time had a few different locations, but their oldest and primary location was in a cute old building in Mountain View. They had three dining rooms plus the kitchen/counter/bar area. It felt cozy and was always busy. Parking was sometimes a challenge, but I went often enough that I knew a bunch of tricks.

I guess they’d been there since the 50s, serving pasta and pizza. In the time I’d gone there, they remodeled one of the dining rooms to have an expanded bar, but otherwise it stayed mostly the same. Back when I was playing ultimate frisbee, Subrata and I would sometimes go there afterwards since they were one of the few restaurants open later than 9 pm on a weeknight. Debbi and I went there at least once a month for dinner and drinks for years. We got to know their bartender reasonably well.

In late 2020 they closed to demolish their building and build a new one. (That article has a photo of their old building’s front.) The new building was completed and opened in 2024, rebranding as Giorgio’s, which name the owner was using at a couple of other locations.

And, as you can probably guess, it’s not the same.

Their new building is mostly a pair of memory care facilities, and the restaurant itself has maybe six indoor tables, a bar, and some outdoor tables (which are much less appealing in cold or rainy weather). They decided to focus on their take-out business, which the second article above says “that’s kind of what was happening at this location before we closed it”. (Obviously that was true in 2020, but before that we would often go for dinner and have a decent wait for a table.)

We’ve gone in person once, sitting outside during a pretty chilly, windy evening, and then last night we ordered take-out. The dine-in experience is definitely gone, and frankly the food is not as good. I understand they’re using the same menus, but there’s something off about it, the two main dishes I’ve had were just not as flavorful. And frankly I’m not really a big fan of pasta as a take-out dish (and their pizza is not really the kind I prefer). Maybe most sad to me, I’ve been pretty disappointed in their sausage bread appetizer since reopening.

When I picked up last night, their indoor tables were full, the bar had a couple of people, and the outdoors had several people. So apparently they’re doing decent sit-down business. But for me it has moved way down my list of local restaurants to patronize.

It really feels like the end of an era.

2024 was Certainly a Year

I haven’t been writing much here lately. So much so that I wonder what percentage of my posts lead off with some version of “I haven’t been writing much here lately”.

So my 2024, such as it was, has largely been chronicled on social media, mainly Mastodon and Bluesky.

We did a little more traveling in 2024. In addition to two trips back east to visit family, we also met with Debbi’s friend Andrew and his family in Newport Beach (which I did write about), and we went to Las Vegas in November to meet with some other friends. Vegas is one of those “every time we go it’s changed, yet it’s exactly the same” types of places. We hadn’t been in almost a decade, and I don’t think it’s quite our kind of place anymore, but nice to visit once in a while. Our friends Karen and Conrad also visited us over the summer, which was fun.

Otherwise it’s been mostly the same things: Work, books, comics, television (though less of this as time goes on), cats and dog. I’ve done some little upgrades around the house, such as replacing the ancient iMac, the dead blu-ray player, and the outdoor accent lights.

As far as books go, I think the best novel I read last year was The Tainted Cup, by Robert Jackson Bennett. It’s a Holmes-and-Watson style mystery in a clever and well-thought-out fantasy world. I felt like I was reading an absolute master at assembling the pieces of a complex story. I will probably go tackle his back catalog before too long, but the sequel comes out this spring so probably that one first.

The end of the year was kinda rough, of course, as the United States elected a convicted felon who is a bigoted narcissistic grifter as President, and elected his fellow bigots to control of both houses of Congress, never mind that six fellow bigots and fascists currently control the Supreme Court. Even if we optimistically assume that this doesn’t mark the end of America as a democratic state, it’s going to be a generation or more before the nation recovers from what they’re going to do, and likely many thousands – if not millions – of people will not survive it, both here and abroad. I’ll probably be dead before we get there, if we do.

So, here we go into 2025. The last year of the first quarter of the 21st century. I’ll probably make it to the end of the second quarter, but if the Republicans tear down Social Security and Medicare and continue their war on science, then that becomes less clear.

Not the cheeriest of conclusions, but I think what happiness we get for the foreseeable future will be on a much smaller scale than the national or global.

My Walkman

Being Generation X, I’ve owned music and video on a lot of media formats, and owned a lot of playback equipment. Sometimes I think of writing a post about my opinions on various media formats (spoiler: I loathe vinyl records and always have), but today I’m talking about the first Sony Walkman I ever owned.

I had to spend a while looking at images of various Walkman models – there were a lot of them! – to figure out which one I owned. Actually I owned multiple through the 80s and 90s, but the first one was the one I loved, a red WM-30. It’s actually redder than I remembered, I recall it being mostly silver with red trim. But it was almost 40 years ago, as the WM-30 came out in 1985. I imagine it was a Christmas or birthday gift, so I would have one it during junior and maybe senior years of high school.

The remarkable thing about it, to me as a high school student in the early-to-mid 1980s, was how small it was. I remember once comparing it to an audiocassette case, and as best I could tell it was exactly the same size, not counting the protrusions of the buttons. The electronics were mostly in a half-inch-thin strip at the top of the case (i.e., the side the door to insert the cassette opened from), including where you inserted the battery. The case itself expanded about half an inch downwards to accommodate the cassette, which was a pretty cool design. It sounds a bit janky, but I don’t recall ever having a problem with the door opening unintentionally and the cassette flying out. It seemed like an engineering marvel at the time, and in hindsight, for its time, it still seems like it today.

It could play audiocassettes, of course, and also FM radio. (I don’t remember about AM.) I think it was my first player with headphones that weren’t over- or on-ear, but they weren’t quite in-ear as we think about it today. But maybe close enough. Of course I hadn’t owned a player before this one, so I had no standard to measure it against.

Here’s a video showing it in action, including several of the characteristics I describe.

It felt very futuristic at the time, and I brought it to school most days so my friends and I could share listening to tapes.

This little recollection has a sad end, though: One day I left it in my bag in a locker during gym class, and someone came in and broke into all the lockers and stole my beloved Walkman. Never to be seen (by me) again.

I bought a new Walkman pretty quickly, but it was a bulkier model, over twice as thick as the WM-30, and also simple black. I think it had padded on-ear headphones, and the pads were kind of fragile. I think I owned it into college, and then replaced it at some point – maybe with other brands – and later moving on to a Discman (what a disappointment those were), and then, of course, iPods and iPhones as MP3 replaced physical music media.

But I’m still kinda sad about losing that Walkman.

(This post was inspired by this episode of the podcast The Memory Palace.)

Newport Beach

We’re back from a short trip down to Newport Beach – a little south of Los Angeles – to visit with some friends of Debbi’s who were visiting from the east coast.

Andrew is a college friend of Debbi’s, and he and his wife Mary had gotten a time share by the coast for spring break, but the plans of people they’d expected to spend it with had gotten upset, so they asked if we’d like to come down for a few days to hang out. So after dropping the doggo off at his “vacation resort” (a.k.a. his former foster family) on Tuesday, we flew down to Orange County on Wednesday. Our flight went smoothly and Andrew picked us up in his rented Tesla.

It was a pretty relaxed trip, with us spending a bunch of time around the room talking, and making a couple of trips to the pool and hot tub. Our main outing was to Crystal Cove State Park by shuttle. Although it was a little chilly that day, it’s a picturesque beach with a number of scenic coastal cottages. We had brunch at The Beachcomber, and boy was it yummy. The French toast looked a little too sweet for me, but the coconut macadamia pancakes were great. I guess I wouldn’t usually expect a lot from a restaurant in a state park, but this was definitely worth it. (Many of the other dishes we saw go by looked great, too.)

Okay, it was a pretty food-oriented trip. We had dinner one night at Foretti’s, a pretty good Italian place, and the other at Ruby’s Diner in Laguna Beach.

But mostly it was a chance for Debbi to catch up with Andrew and Mary. I hadn’t seen Andrew since we met up at the Franklin Institute when we visited Philadelphia in 2001 for my sister’s wedding. Debbi had seen him once since then, but she hadn’t seen Mary since before then. That’s a long time! Lots of things that have happened to all of us in that span.

The only downside for me is that I’ve been struggling with a muscle knot in my back which I think is impinging on a nerve, which has left me in moderate pain on and off for a week or so. It’s happened before so I expect it will go away, but it’s something I’ll bring up at my next doctor visit.

We flew back on Friday, landing at the end of a big rain storm, and forgetting where we’d parked (we only had to circle the parking garage floor once, at least). We had a quiet evening last night, had breakfast at the Pancake House this morning, and then picked up Domino. It sounds like he spent almost the whole time playing with our friends’ current foster puppy, which is great. And he was pooped and has been sleeping most of the day.

Even though we didn’t spend a lot of time sightseeing, it felt like a pretty packed trip. I guess when you spend nine hours traveling in three days – what with getting to and from the airport with perhaps more lead time than is necessary – it’s gonna feel that way.

But it was a good trip. Even if it’s a little weird to fly to Orange County and not go to Disneyland!

Crystal Cove cottages. The Beachcomber restaurant is behind the light blue house.

The Warmest Winter

Woo, a month and a half since my last post here! I’ve been slacking!

It’s been pretty quiet here, really. As you may have heard, this has been the warmest winter on record in the United States, and we’ve noticed this here in NorCal. Since Halloween the lowest overnight low in San Jose, CA was 37°F (Nov 25, Dec 10, Jan 8, Jan 12), and we’ve had a number of days with highs in the low 70s, which has resulted in me wearing shorts in February and March!

By contrast, let’s just pick 10 years ago, the 2013-14 winter. Most of December had lows under 40°F, with many mornings under 37° and an overall lowest-low of 27‡F on Dec 9. January had 2 weeks of warm highs around 70°, but lows still below 40°. Things warmed up in February and March.

The warming global climate has resulted in warmer temperatures overall, and extreme heat in some places, but it’s the unpredictable weather which is a bigger problem. From forest fires to drought to storms. On Feb 4 we had a big storm which knocked out our power for 15 hours, and for hundreds of thousands of people around the Bay Area as well. We’ve had big wind storms several times in the last few years, two of which have blown over sections of our fences. (Next time maybe I’ll spring for treated wood when we get the posts replaced.) Having 3 sections of fence go down with a dog who spends much of his time in the yard is a bit of an issue.

We did learn in the previous power outage that using our laptops to charge our phones makes power outages more bearable.

During the power outage, I was about a third of the way through Annalee Newitz’s novel The Terraformers (which is excellent, by the way) when I realized that it was missing about 30 pages between the end of part 1 and the beginning of part 2. Fortunately I had bought it from out local Books Inc., so I checked that they had power – which they did – and went down and exchanged it for a complete copy.

We’ve been lucky that we’ve been getting a fair bit of rain during this warm winter. Warm air does hold more water, so it’s probably up to the air currents and the jet stream whether we get doused or drought in any given year. I don’t think there have been many catastrophic incidents from the storms this year, although I think the coast has gotten socked a couple of times. But here in the valley it’s been just watering the plants, I think.

Meanwhile my sister drove up to Boston to visit our father for his birthday, and ended up heading home early ahead of a predicted huge storm – which ended up being a big nothing. From over a foot predicted to maybe a few inches. Not long after, storms took out a protective artificial sand dune on the north coast of Massachusetts. (I’d bet a fair bit of money that they went with a sand done and not something more durable because the coastal commission for the town wouldn’t let them do more due to the environmental impact.)

Anyway. No doubt things are just going to be a roller coaster ride from here on out. Has the polar vortex socked the Midwest and Texas yet this year, or is that on tap for next winter?

Amidst all this, I hit my 25 year anniversary both of living in California and of working at Apple. I can’t say it feels like yesterday that I started, but time does seem to be whizzing by lately.

Oh, and the San Francisco 49ers lost the Super Bowl. But we did watch the new BayFC women’s pro soccer team win their inaugural game on Saturday. (Mainly I think soccer broadcasting could do a lot more than it does to help viewers learn the names of and identify with the players. I think I know exactly 3 BayFC players after that game.)

So that’s the roundup from here. Heading into spring I have more house chores to take care of, in particular having someone come in to fix up issues with our lawn sprinkler system. (Yeah yeah, I could probably do it myself, but I don’t wanna.)

Fifty-Five

Picture of the author on his fifty-fifth birthday

A ‘double-digit birthday’, as a friend of mine called it in his birthday wishes today. Also I guess once upon a time a number often associated with retirement, or at least with being old, as it seemed like AARP memberships once really started being pushed at age 55. (I’ve been received mail from them for several years.) In fact I’m still kickin’ at my job, and planning to stay until at least the modern retirement age of 65. Then we’ll see.

Martin Luther King Jr. day was yesterday, so Debbi took it off and we took the dog to Byxbee Park for a morning hike, and then took down our outdoor Christmas lights. Then we went to Sundance the Steakhouse for dinner, which is where I like to go every year.

Today I slept in, and then spent the morning playing Outer Wilds on our Nintendo Switch. This is very much my sort of game, going around collecting information to solve a mystery, and the story seems very rich. I just scratched the surface in the little time I played. I have a feeling I can look forward to crashing into things quite a bit, though. The game controls on the Switch are pretty awkward, and it would be nice if they had a Mac version, but oh well.

Then I met my friend Chad for lunch at the Park Station Hashery, before making a trip to Recycle Bookstore. (I didn’t find anything today.) I went for a walk to close my exercise goal and almost catch up on this week’s podcasts, and then I watched an author event with John Scalzi sponsored by my local library before we made dinner.

All my birthdays are pretty low key these days. I don’t think we’ve really “done anything” for them since going to Disneyland in 2020. But that’s fine. Once you’ve had enough birthdays you appreciate the quiet ones. We’ll see if I feel similarly in another 20 or 30 years.

Picture of a smiling black doggo — Domino enjoyed his hike!

Goodbye New Yorker, Again

I have an on-again, off-again relationship with The New Yorker, and two years after I resubscribed to it, I’m letting it lapse again. My last issue is the January 1 & 8 one, with this cover by Bianca Bagnarelli:

Cover to the Jan 1 & 8, 2024 edition of The New Yorker.

As always, it gets harder to keep up with a weekly periodical over time, especially one as in-depth as The New Yorker. I feel like the magazine spends more time these days covering celebrities and world events and less time talking about the quirkier, more obscure areas of the nation and the world. I get plenty of exposure to Donald Trump, Taylor Swift and the war in Ukraine from other sources.

But this issue – which I haven’t quite finished – does go out on a high note with an article on Hollywood screenwriter and script doctor Scott Frank.

Of course, I have plenty of other things to read: A large to-read stack of books in the house, my weekly haul of comic books (and a moderate stack of graphic novels I haven’t cracked), and plenty of material on-line. That’s what magazines and newspapers have to compete with in the Internet era.

If the magazine continues, I’ll probably re-up in another 5 or 10 years, and maybe it will have evolved again. Time will tell.

Maintenance Year

This year feels like it’s been a big maintenance year, which isn’t a bad thing, and I feel like we got a lot of stuff done in that space this year.

A maintenance year doesn’t sound very exciting, but the biggest piece of maintenance was in fact quite exciting: Finishing the almost-2-year-long renovation of our vacation home on the east coast. We were fortunate to have a fantastic contractor who worked closely with us from a continent away to get it done, and it turned out amazing. We made 3 trips back there this year. First, in May to get things ready. Second, our big trip in July with friends, which started off with a 2-day delay and then was a lot of fun but was ridiculously busy, especially for me. And then again in September, just the two of us, which started off with a hurricane but ended up being a nice and mostly-relaxing trip.

We’re very glad to have it done, and are looking at spending time there regularly over the next few years. The cross-country fight is a bit of an oof, but we’ll figure it out.

In late summer I wrote that August was all by itself a month of maintenance, replacing our dishwasher, getting a major service on my car, and deep-cleaning the bathrooms and doing a bunch of yard work.

Fall is when the yard work ramps up anyway, as the sycamore tree in front of our house keeps me busy raking for a couple of months. The December storms knocked down almost all of its leaves so I think I finished a little early this year.

Early in the year we had some sections of our fence fall over, and we had them repaired (which mainly involved replacing the rotting posts), and then this fall we had them out again to replace several other posts. I feel like we get this done more often than I’d like, so maybe we should investigate getting treated lumber which won’t rot in the ground at some point.

In November I had another car repair, as my car – a 2015 VW Eos convertible – had been leaking in the rain, and it turns out it needed some drainage holes cleaned out. It was a little cheaper than estimated, and the rains we’ve gotten in the past month have shown that it worked, as it hasn’t leaked again. I am a little concerned that my discontinued-model car will be more expensive and difficult to maintain as time goes on – for more than just its age – so it might not last too many more years. We’ll see. (Long-time readers may recall that my previous car lasted 16 years, and the car before that I had for 9 even though it was 3 years old when I got it.)

We also had people out to clean the gutters and windows, which they really needed. We should probably do the gutters at least every other year, if not more. Once again, the storms this month validated the decision to do this.

In December we had an electrician come in to fix a bunch of lights in the kitchen. We have recessed lights all over the house, but while most of them are screw-in halogen flood lights (which I’ve been replacing with LED floods as they burn out), the six in the kitchen we push-in fluorescent lights, and the last two that died had the bases of the bulbs disintegrate when I tried to replace them. Apparently this is a common problem, so we got the whole fixtures replaced with built-in LED lights which will last 50,000 hours, probably meaning 20 years or more, which seems pretty good. We also got a pendant light over the island fixed, as well as an under-cabinet light. (And we might replace the fluorescent under-cabinet lights with LEDs at some point, as I replace those bulbs more often than any others in the house.)

I spent part of the holiday break cleaning up stuff in our study, tossing quite a few things, and I also have a couple of boxes of books to try to sell to the one remaining used book store in the area. I even made enough space on the shelves to empty one of the two remaining boxes from our move 12 years ago.

This year I struggled with plantar fasciitis and a strained achilles tendon, resulting in my taking most of September off from running. The fasciitis was by far the most annoying of the two, but it seems to have gone away this winter, which suspects that I need to find better summer footwear. The strained achilles has been naggingly annoying but no more than that. It’s gotten better too, but isn’t 100%. All part of being overweight and getting older, I guess.

I read about a book every other week this year, which may not sound like much but I maxed out at a little more than a book a week back in the 90s, and these days I read a lot more stuff than novels and comics. I’m still plugging my way through Steven Brust’s Vlad Taltos series as my before-bed reading, and will probably be ready to write a second entry about it soon. I decided to find alternate places to record my reading other than GoodReads (an Amazon site), so you can find me at The Storygraph and the SFBA Bookwyrm instance, if you care.

I’ve also continued to listen to lots of podcasts, at the rate of something like an hour and a half a day, mostly driving to and from work or going out walking or running. I keep up-to-date on many podcasts, but I have a large backlog where I am almost up to the end of 2020. Sheesh!

One thing that’s been receding in my life is Magic the Gathering. I mostly play limited Magic – draft and sealed – rather than constructed, and frankly this has been the worst year for limited Magic that I can recall. 4 of the 5 drafts formats were ridiculously fast, and the other was also pretty fast, which I find pretty tedious because it’s so easy to fall behind and so hard to catch up if you do. Moreover, I think fast formats reward people who are good at drafting and deckbuilding, and I think my strength is in playing the games, while my drafting is mediocre and my deckbuilding is weak. I lost games at a 75% clip during Wilds of Eldraine, and was miserable doing so; it’s my least-favorite draft format ever. So I think I’m going to step back from it for a while, and when new sets come out wait to see if the consensus is that the format is fast. If it is, then I’ll probably skip it.

Instead, back in September I picked up Marvel Snap again. It’s a short-game format collectible card game on iOS which didn’t hold my interest for long when I tried it in late 2022, but has been just what I needed as I stepped back from Magic. It’s probably worthy of its own post at some point, but it’s been making me happy. It probably helps that I’ve won at a pretty good rate, and with a few decks I built myself (though I’m certainly not too proud to netdeck).

I’ve basically stepped back entirely from Twitter/X (often styled derogatorily as ‘Xitter’, which I like the pronounce with the ‘X’ as an ‘Sh’) and its legion of fascists and white supremacists, starting with the chief Muskrat. I mostly post on Mastodon, and sometimes on Bluesky, though Bluesky feels like Twitter of 2012 in its technology so it’s hard to get too excited about posting there. Hopefully 2024 will see it ramping up its development efforts significantly.

On the home front, we’ve been continuing to integrate Domino into our lives. Debbi got his DNA tested and he’s primarily a pit bull mix, which I could see once I looked at several styles of pit bulls. He’s particularly got the pit bull torso, but he has his own unique features such as his curly tail and his helicopter ears.

Domino and the cats still don’t get along, especially D and Jackson (who is starting to look like an older cat as he just turned 11). He’s doing better with Simon and Edison, but we still keep them separated. I sometimes joke that the circle in our household is that Debbi wants to hang out with the dog, the dog wants to hang out with me (because he thinks I play harder, I think), I want to hang out with the cats, and the cats want to hang out with not-the-dog (though I think if he were chill around them then they’d be okay with him, especially Simon). This means that Debbi and I spend more time in separate rooms than we used to, which isn’t great, but it’s working so far.

So it’s been a pretty busy year, and I feel like we accomplished a lot, even if it wasn’t the most exciting year ever. But with the 2024 elections coming up, I am definitely feeling like I don’t want to live in interesting times!

Farewell, Hobee’s Mountain View

Hobee’s is a NorCal breakfast institution. There are other good breakfast places around, but Hobee’s has the double threat of also having good lunches, and that’s before you get into their yummy coffee cake.

Hobee’s was founded in Mountain View in 1974 in a former Dairy Belle burger joint. And it turns out the first location is in walking distance of my house! I started going there when I moved to Mountain View in 2001, but before that I’d been to the Palo Alto and the now-defunct Cupertino locations. Hobee’s emphasized meals made from natural and often California-sourced ingredients, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t have a deep fryer.

In 2015 the original owners sold the chain to a pair of employees. For some chains this might have been the beginning of the end, but it seemed to breathe new life into the Mountain View location: New lights, new physical menus, and some nice changes to the menu contents, my favorite being the addition of buttermilk pancakes, as I’d never been a fan of the whole wheat ones. Late in the pandemic they set up tents and outdoor seating in the parking lot and they were the first restaurant we started going to regularly once we got vaccinated.

Sadly, all good things come to an end, and we learned a little over a week ago that yesterday would be the end for Hobee’s Mountain View. They wanted to make some upgrades to their space, but the landlords were unwilling to do what they wanted. The mall they’re in is old, decrepit, and half empty, so none of this really surprised me. (I’m more surprised that there’s a new massage parlor in it, as it seems the end is not far off. Then again, the Sunnyvale mall for my comics store used to be seemed to be in that state a decade ago, and it’s still shambling along. I guess there’s just enough demand for these aging and presumably low-rent retail spaces.)

We made two trips to the place last week, for breakfast on Monday (when the coffee cake was especially good), and for lunch on Wednesday. I took some indoor photos, but as they have people in them, I’m not going to share them here. They’ll make for some nice memories, though.

Hopefully they’ll be able to find a new space in Mountain View, though it’s very unlikely it will be as convenient to us as their old one was. Meanwhile, I guess we’ll be driving to the Palo Alto location in the future. And boy has it been a long time since I’ve been there.

The exterior of Hobee's restaurant Mountain View