I'm Still Not Tired of Fish Tacos

Saturday, Lok and I drove up to Oakhurst so that I could interview poet Wendy Rose. Wendy and her husband Arthur own a collectibles store there called "Oh Grow Up." We found the store then went in search of lunch.

We ended up at Crab Cakes, sitting out on the patio. Lok had clam chowder and a crab cake. He had to add hot sauce to the chowder, but he seemed to enjoy both dishes.

Although I was tempted to try something new, I finally decided to have their version of fish tacos--which ended up being a good choice. The tortillas were surprisingly chewy, the fish crisp, and the cabbage crunchy.

After we had finished eating, we went to the store and I interviewed Wendy for about an hour. She has had poor health over the last few years which led to the end of her job as a teacher at Fresno City College. She and Arthur spend most days at the store, which has a beautiful view of the mountains. They told a great story about watching the crows slide down the steep, pitched roof of a nearby restaurant. They do it over and over again during the winter--their form of play. Who knew that crows know how to have a good time?

Good lunch and good conversation . . . .