Wednesday, July 22, 2009
and the flowers croon
the beach is a so cal institution. so too is in-n-out. and of course, there's disneyland. i woke up this morning thinking about disneyland, which meant i right away had a craving for a pineapple dole whip float. pineapple dole whip. pineapple juice. in a cup. and there's only a handful of places on the planet you can get it. for me, it's the epitome of a hot summer day cure.
just the thought and i'm in the shade of a wailea palm. which is even better, because then i've got a mai tai in my other hand...
Labels:
disneyland,
hawaii,
pineapple
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