meteorologists were predicting bad storms this week and downpours yesterday. they were *way* off. it was gorgeous yesterday as we drank siphon coffee and surveyed the basketball court by our gym and drank more coffee and watched the world from la monarca’s window and finally walked down the promenade after a rich dinner at fraiche.

m says: “you know what a horrific storm is in los angeles…somebody farts and they think it’s thunder.”