Twenty-six miles across the sea, Santa Catalina is a-waitin for me.
This past weekend after our Friday wedding at the Branford House, we hopped on a 6am flight bound for California. Two flights and one ferry ride later, we found ourselves on the island of Catalina for one of my good friend from law school’s incredible wedding at the Avalon Casino Hotel and a mini reunion of sorts. We toasted and sipped on champagne and danced the night away. And when the cocktail hour trays were passed, we took from them without fear.
Mini stuffed mushrooms…don’t mind if I do!!