Oh Santa Barbara, the land of beaches, tacos, and Katy Perry’s bar. How I love and loathe you for making me simultaneously hungover and refreshed by sunrise runs along the shore. And while I loved visiting you and pretending I knew that Natty Caf was the best healthy lunch spot near the office, I’m still a San Franciscan through and through. But as KP sings, if I have the chance to come back…
Do it all again.
La Chapala Market, a hole-in-the-wall in Goleta. 70% Hispanic grocery store, 20% lunch space, and 10% Spanish Blockbuster. Though the cooks take their time, the food is ridiculously good. Don’t forget a GIANT pineapple juice to wash down the 1 2 3 tacos you’re about to inhale.
Goat cheese bread pudding?! Everything looks AMAZING. I’m drooling for that pizza, that tamale and those tacos. Basically everything. Take me to Austin and teach me how to eat.
10 more days and I will! Be there.
Goat cheese bread pudding!!! That got me. We found the savoy cafe, coffee in bone china cups
Woah, next time take a photo for me!