So, we just got back from a weekender to La Jolla/San Diego. The purported reason for the trip was to go kayaking off the La Jolla Shores. The real reason? FOOD!
Friday
I adjusted my schedule so that I would have Friday off. One purpose was for this trip. Another was to have 3 four-day weeks in a row
Unfortunately as most of my readers know, it’s really hard to have a Friday off without doing some important errands – like going to the dentist.
Of course, I got the usual stern talking-to regarding my flossing (or lack thereof) habits, but all in all the visit went by without any issues.
I went home and collected Esther (who had decided to work most of the day), and headed off to lunch. After we got back, I hit a major lull and fell asleep upstairs while Esther went back to work (er, I was supposed to be packing). That was going pretty well until Craig called to announce that he would be over in about 10-15 minutes. I jumped up and started throwing all my weekend gear into my bag, and for the most part was able to finish by the time he arrived! Woohoo!
Craig and I screwed around with the Wii store and Playstation store, then I showed him the dreaded Grand Theft Auto IV mission I’ve been stuck on for the past few weeks, and next thing you know Esther was done packing so we hit the road.
Of course being Friday afternoon at 3:30, the 91 was JAM PACKED. It took us a good while to get to the 15 and even then we hit a few snags here and there. Of course Esther wasn’t making it any easier on us since she was talking about our upcoming gluttony the whole time and making both Craig and I hungry!
Next thing you know, we were hitting the light traffic inbound to San Diego. We got to the hotel and managed to get checked in as Joanne, Eugene, and Darren arrived. After settling into the rooms for a while, we headed out for our first eating adventure: El Cotixan aka El Coti. I think this place is pretty much known by every UCSD student (Esther and Jennifer had both been raving about it since forever ago). I think of it along the lines of a typical Mexican food joint (think Alberto’s, but a little more run down… or if you’re familiar with the OC joints, Alvaro’s or Alerto’s is pretty similar). The food was excellent. Basically everyone ordered enough food for two people and we managed to stuff ourselves with burritos, rolled tacos, carne asada fries, nachos, and your typical selection of horchata/pina/jamaica/tamarindo drinks (the only one missing was orange bang!). We also played a little game of “who wants these nachos” with a huge plate of nachos that Craig had bought for sharing. Whenever more of the group arrived, they got stuck with this plate. I think by the end of dinner we had probably eaten about 1/4 of the order… yeah.
After all this pain and suffering (and enjoyment), we stuck by the schedule and headed out to Little Italy for some desserty goodness at:

Yum. Everyone pretty much got their own thing and we mostly tasted each other’s pickings. The combination of the sugar rush, general Friday evening tiredness, and the group atmosphere led to some weird and wacky pictures being taken.
Phew. End of the night.