Wednesday we walked around town and shopped. We were again sucked into the vortex that is the corner of Carlsbad Blvd and Carlsbad Village Drive. We found a gastropub called Compass, with all the current hip food, like sweet potato fries and beet salad with fried goat cheese. Which was good, because I was in the mood for some beets. Did I mention it was all organic?
They also had the de rigeur chalkboard of brews, whichwas good, because Bob was in the mood for a Sculpin IPA. His chicken sandwich was so-so and they sprinkled sugar and cinnamon on the sweet potato fries, which annoyed me, but it was worth it just for that beet salad.
We watched movies and read for the rest of the day and ate takeout Italian subs. The next day we headed home. Not my usual action-packed and misadventure-fraught holiday, which makes for a dull blog but was really nice for a change.
