Not much to talk about when all I do is mask up to go to the grocery, Starbuck's, or guild meeting. Or unmasked to walk the loop with KoKo twice a day. Fortunately I have friend Carol to tempt me out to lunch once in a while. We went on Friday to Toast in Brea. I have talked about this place before and this is the third time we went there. Could not pass up the fabulous eggs benedict served with chipped French fries and/or arugula with Myer lemon drizzle. Some day we will taste something else. Maybe.
This location is quite large and was at least one other restaurant. It is cavernous and very noisy. I find the decor strange - sort of things set out for a garage sale. The items don't have anything in common and they are not artfully arranged.
It was quite full on Friday morning and next to our table was an extended group of young ladies, plus one young man and an adult man. This lady seemed to be in charge of all these young women, perhaps it was a graduation party. I was fascinated by the clothing they were wearing. Surely this gal was wearing palazzos from the 70s.
Unlike when I was in my early twenties and ladies mostly wore the same type of clothing, these gals were all over the place. Jeans (faded and torn, of course), short shorts and spaghetti straps, full slacks and sleeveless top. Note also loooong hair.
And then there were short dresses and long, tiered dresses. Sandals, heels, tennis shoes (or whatever they are called these days).
They seemed like nice young ladies and they had a great time taking pictures in groups and singles. When I stood up and hooked my long necklace on the chair back the beads when flying. Everyone hustled to find them all and put them in a take out container for me to carefully take home. I do have them all and will need to find someone to do the repair since my hands can no longer to that sort of thing.
Carol needed to go to a shop in the Brea Mall so we continued our adventures and I will write about them tomorrow. I hope I can get on line then.
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