Sandoogans' Log

  Two years ago I took this picture outside of the Marie Calendar's on Washington Blvd. I remember feeling excited and in disbelief that it was finally happening. We were finally on our way to becoming home owners. I must have looked like a weirdo taking a picture of this sign. I didn't care. I was so happy, nervous and scared. It felt like a dream. It didn't feel real at all.  I wasn't too familiar with Whittier, truth be told I'm still not. I pretty much only knew Rio Hondo, uptown and the Greenway Trail. That's pretty much it. The little I knew I remember loving. I always thought Whittier was a cute, quaint city. I never imagined myself living here. I'm not knocking it by any means whatsoever. Maybe at the time I felt it was far, or something.  I guess, somehow, it was meant to be for us to end up here. I freaking love it so much, so far. There's so much to do here. Whittier is HUGE. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with how much I want to try, and see, an...

Sami placing her horchata order. Horchata craving satisfied. Super cute coffee truck. Last Friday I was scrolling through instagram, and one of the many food accounts that I follow (I should seriously start unfollowing some), Don Abel's Churros, popped up on my feed. I had been wanting to try them out for quite sometime, but with the pandemic, and the kids, and laziness, I never really got around to it. I finally decided that now is the time to give this spot a try. I asked Sami if she was down to go with me on a churro run, she was. She's usually always down to go on last minute errands with me, even if it's just a curbside pick up, which it usually is. She asked if there was gonna be other food trucks because she was in the mood for some horchata, I said yes, and off we went.  The original spot was off of Pioneer and Washington, but it was relocated to Pioneer High school. I thought there was going to be a lot more food trucks, but then again, I really didn't walk aro...