You might never notice it as you’re riding down Oak Street. The tiny cafe stands set back from the front parking lot, sandwiched between a barber shop and a used car lot, looking like it doesn’t want any attention. But that’s OK as far as locals are concerned. Sash and I walked into the...
View Larger Map When you start from San Diego, the further east you go the worse the Mexican food gets. That’s not to say the tacos and burritos in Tucson or El Paso are bad, it’s just that San Diego seems to have a higher concentration of really good Mexican chow. Dos Brasas, located...
View Larger Map Rebecca’s Coffee House slowly filled with a group of unfamiliar faces, dressed in garb almost costume-like, but seemingly fitting for the eclectic clientele putting in orders for chai tea latte and vegan muffins. Since Sash and I first visited this place in San Diego’s bohemian-like South Park community, it’s been her...