For the last 6 years, Tom and I have had the privilege of calling Baltimore home. Before that, it was Philadelphia and Delaware. In September, we are starting a new chapter of our lives and moving to the San Francisco Bay Area.
Why California you ask? There are of course reasons related to our professional lives and the culture of entrepreneurship in the Silicon Valley. But as Tom’s good friend and best man Seth pointed out when we were visiting him in Chicago last week, people’s decisions are based on complex narratives and in most cases there is not one simple answer. For one, I have fond memories of living in the North Bay as a little girl, and Tom was hooked on California the moment he went to San Francisco with his mom and started religiously wearing tie dyed tees. And then there is the heavenly sourdough bread.
In all seriousness, as the great Billy Joel would say, “Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes.” So in the spirit of Mr. Joel, yesterday, 15 of our closest friends and family gathered in Baltimore to celebrate the move and send us off. We had a lovely brunch at Woodberry Kitchen, the local farm to table restaurant across from our apartment complex.
We started with an assorted of homemade breads and pastries for the table, and I had a delicious french toast for my main entree. After the meal the group headed outside for some photos, which will be great to print out and hang in our new Walnut Creek apartment.
Of course we had to get a few silly shots as well.
Next, everyone came back to our apartment where the Bichons were patiently waiting for their humans to arrive. We indulged in an ice cream sundae bar with local Taharka Bros ice cream and a variety of fruit and candy toppings. Everyone made their own custom sundaes and floats. Totally worth the calories.
If you thought only the dessert was personalized, you’d be wrong! Everyone got a customized frame party favor to take home with them (a big thanks to the secret “elves” that helped assemble frames).
While the Bichons were sad each time a “pack member” left, they were thrilled to receive hours of undivided attention and a new cushion to sit on in California (thanks to grammy Roz). At least there is one sentiment that we can all agree on – “Home is where my Bichon Frise is.”
We had a fabulous time with all our friends and family who helped make the day memorable. Love you all!