June 24, 2024:
Service dog, friendly and calm, curls herself into a tight curl under a handicapped seat. Granted permiso to say hi, I sit down cross legged in the aisle so she doesn't have to move, and she licks my fingers in greeting.
Comely Miss Bike-and-Salad debarks at — what?! Fashion Valley. Oh the humanity. Oh the pure tragedy. I am so keenly disappointed.
Rubio's, Roberto's, Consuelo's, Margarita's. It's not what it was, but we still got it covered.