This is my new favorite pasteleria. It's in between my house and the Stanford center, a win for my stomach and a definite loss for my wallet.
You can't really appreciate it without Smell-o-internet. Why does that not exist? Get on it, Stanford.
Tomorrow morning (8:30AM! The horrors!) we're headed off to the north for wine tasting and fancy dinner and rain. (Typing that reminded me to pack my umbrella, which reminded me that I left it at work. Shoot.) We're not supposed to reveal the itinerary, but I will show you random, inconsequential things from the trip when I get back. And I will try to stay dry, I guess.
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