Work

Monday, while the rest of the house was doing work for school, Mina and I decided to adventure. It was a beautiful day, albeit a little foggy here in Palo Alto, so we decided to search for the sunshine. We were hungry (surprise) so we decided to drive down (well, I guess up), to Half Moon Bay for lunch. We had heard great things about the clam chowder there. Being the breadwinners we are, we don't have worry about spending a little money on lunch.

When we got there, I yelped on my iPhone for a good place to eat. We had a recommendation from a lady on the street for Chez Shea's, but we weren't really feeling it. I saw a place on my phone, with great reviews, called Flying Fish Grill. I had my clam chowder and grilled halibut, and Mina had delicious fish and chips. The bird the bush next to us didn't get any.

We then walked around the downtown area of HMB and stopped in a wine shop to check out their cheese and wine and buy a bottle of champagne. The guy was unhelpful, as when we asked for aid in picking our wine, he simply read the wine labels and then looked at the price label and told us if it was in our range or not. We decided on a bottle of champagne that Mina had tried previously. Hopefully it is good.

We then went to a really cute bookstore and while Mina perused, I followed. In the end though, I was the only to buy something as I bought a pack of three pink pocket-sized Moleskines.

Now we are back in TOG. After watching an episode of House (which I didn't really understand), it is time for bed.

What's a Tog?

We attempt a philosophical exploration on the meaning of Tog. 


Last week I found myself asking, "What are hokies (the Viginia Tech mascot)?!" And now I find myself questioning Tog. Or is it TOG? or ToG? In fact, one might imagine Tog as a way of life. A way of doing things. Like science. Or basketball. 


ToG, in essence, means Touch of Grey. Ironically, a green light hangs above the front door which creates a luminescence much like the light in The Great Gatsby. And thus we arrive at our first conclusion, that contradiction lives in the house of Tog.