I can feel it again in the air -- that rejuvenation -- the one that hits you straight in the chest, and knocks you right down into the soft grass beneath you, the same soft carpet that grows more day by day. Finally, spring is here.
On a weekend note, there's something to be said for sharing a meal with a new friend. It's exciting to hear stories of faraway places and unfamiliar faces -- and more importantly to spill laughs into coffee mugs. Nothing seemed to be more fitting than eating somewhere completely new -- Toast Ballard -- a speciality eatery that promised to fill our brunch bellies with gourmet-drizzled waffles and thoughtfully topped toasts. And we were not disappointed. Fresh flowers and stretches of windy sand didn't hurt either.
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