In a moment of spontaneity, Steve and I took a day trip to Reno while we were up in Northern California. It was my first time to the so-called “Biggest Little City in the World,” and I discovered that Reno’s reputation as the trashy little sister of Las Vegas is indeed very, very true. The whole place just had that depressing, run down strip mall feel, you know? But whatever. It was fun.
We spent the day in appropriate casino town fashion: all-you-can-eat sushi, $1 blackjack, cheap cigars, cheaper beer, and a photo op with our good friend Captain Mo. We then hopped in the car, made the 8-hour trek back to LA, and arrived home at 4 o’clock in the morning.
You’ll find more photos of our Reno adventure here.
On a sad note, I came home to find some of my plants completely withered from the super hot weekend. I might be able to revive the oregano and marjoram. But alas, the young and vulnerable zucchini is no more. Let’s have a moment of silence for the little trooper that wasn’t quite resilient enough for the summer sun.