California Chronicle
Mas temprano este mes, fui de vacaciones en la hermosa region de California nortena. Fui de camping, estuve de pie en el labio del crater de un volcan, comi demasiados malvaviscas, subi otro volcan durmiente, cuyo unico ojo vigilaba, atravese el Eden de los lupinos y baje al Infierno Bumpass. Surgi y llege a la tierra de leche y miel, y alli fui transportada espiritualmente a uno plano superior por la cocina del restaurante Chez Panisse.
Ahora la experiencia esta dos semanas en el pasado y toda la comida aqui sabe a madera, no obstante la memoria de estas aventuras perdura en mi cerebro como un sueno bonito.
Earlier this month, I was on vacation in the beautiful region of northern California. I went camping, stood on the lip of the crater of a volcano, ate too many marshmallows, hiked another sleeping volcano whose sole eye kept watch, traversed the Eden of the lupines and descended into Bumpass Hell. I arose and arrived at the land of milk and honey, and there I was spiritually transported to a higher plane by the cuisine of Chez Panisse.
Now the experience is two weeks in the past and all food here tastes like wood, however the memory of these adventures linger in my brain like a beautiful dream.