We drove to Laguna Beach today for a late lunch, and during the fifteen miles from Newport there and back, we passed four Lamborghini Gallardos, one old Diablo, three Ferrari F430s, one new California, one Scaglietti, about a dozen Porsche Turbos, a new Rolls Phantom, and a new, rare Mercedes AMG 65 SL Black Race Edition.

Apparently, when the sun comes out, so do the fast and filthy.

In other news, roasted beet salad with butter lettuce, walnuts and feta, a honey dressing, and tofu sauteed in olive oil, fresh garlic and green onions. Not too bad.

Up way too early tomorrow to do way too much on a flight that will be way too long. East coast bound and down.

Pray for fresh snow this coming weekend. Probably too much to ask to repeat the 30 inches of fresh powder that dumped on Mammoth for a Bluebird Sunday, but I'm going to ask anyway. Bring us the freshies. It's back to the Sierra next weekend.