No, really. This blog post is about a quaint little cafe and market in Santa Monica called Thyme. But don’t kid yourself, that title up there totally wrote itself in just about the lamest way possible.
Hey, I can admit it.
Forgetting about all things remotely related to my real world life. And it was freaking fantastic.
But I’m home now and reality is sinking in. You know…those fun things like work, cubicles, commuting, bills. So while I’m still in
complete denial vacation mode, I’ll throw some photos from my trip up here…
These are from that seriously adorable cafe I was referring to up there called Thyme. And unlike some other cute little bakery/cafe/market, these guys were nice enough to let me take some photos inside their place of business. (You know who you are Miss Bakery lady.) And I’m glad Thyme was so gracious, because I really wanted to share these photos. Beside the obvious fact that the food was incredibly tasty (that would be my grilled cheese with bacon falling out of it), the store itself was adorable. And packed. And I’d bet money that this time next year, you will have heard of it.
So see, I wasn’t lying. It was about Thyme.
More from my trip to Santa Monica coming over the next few days. That’s right. Suck it up. I’m not leaving my little vacation mentality bubble for quite a while. Buckle in.