Canyon Life

Never Did Like Football

Posted by Unknown , Wednesday, November 6, 2013 5:17 PM

I don't care for spectator sports. Except hockey. I like that for some reason. Baseball bores me, soccer I only like to play, basketball is whatever, football.... blaahhhhh. I get bored just sitting there. I love the IDEA of going to a game, and I've decided it's because they have food vendors of all kinds. You just never know what kind of food adventure you will encounter. So it was last weekend, when some friends invited us to a UCLA game in Pasadena. I loved the idea of going, first because we get to hang with friends, but secondly because of new culinary adventures. Turns out my youngest son had the same thought. He mentioned on the way to the shuttle that he was excited to see what fun food they'd have.

Any trip to Pasadena makes me happy. I used to live in Arcadia when I was 18, which is one town over, and I hung out on Colorado Blvd. in Old Town as often as I could. The shopping, the restaurants, the architecture, the night life, it was a cool spot. The game was at the Rose Bowl, and my kids had never been there. They also had not ever been to a college football game, so they were all jazzed to go. We got to the game, and it was fun, but we did get yelled at for not cheering enough. Food was ok, your average stadium fare. It was the ride home that we found a little gem of a place to stop by. Fair Oaks Pharmacy and Soda Fountain. Oh HAPPY DAY.  Look at that ice cream. Heavenly, beautiful  moment of chocolate and whipped cream.We were well pleased.

That's one thing I like most about my husband these days, if we are in a new place and see something fun as we are driving by, he'll turn around or stop to check it out. He didn't used to be that way at all. I'm really glad he's changing into the adventurous guy who will stop. I think it reminds me of my childhood a bit, my dad liked to go out for meaningless drives just to see what's out there. My dad would see a monument on the highway, or one of those markers that tell you the history of the area and he would pull over to look at it. When I was little it drove me crazy, I thought it was so boring and pointless. But nowadays, I find that I am the one who wants to pull over. Weird, the things you pick up from your parents. I just went a reread this blog post. It's all over the place and pointless. I love blogging.