Apologies for the disappearing act. I took a quick trip to L.A., which, I have to say, wasn't one hundred percent punishment.
This little shopping mecca is pronounced, according to my mother, RO-deo. Like the cowboys. And why shouldn't it be, when it's home to stores like Gucci's, and Armani's? (Penney's must be somewhere close by. I'm guessing in the Valley.)
And any place that serves you grapefruit segments for breakfast, pre-scooped and looking as plump and delicious as these, can't be all that bad.
Back to island business soon, we promise!
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