Walking: Downtown Burlingame

It was a beautiful day — Well, OK, just a tad warm.

Self had gone shopping in Marina Market (Is it just her imagination or are there really more non-Asians — read: “whites” — shopping there now? One blonde woman took a call on her cell phone and chattered excitedly to someone, self guessed her husband: “Yes, I’m having a lot of fun just wandering around and looking at everything!”). Afterwards, on impulse, self decided to drop by Daly City, to uncle’s house, where Dearest Mum is currently ensconced. And there she found uncle in the process of preparing a very hearty breakfast for his two grandsons, who he seemed to be babysitting. And this is what he prepared for the two 10-year-olds (who were so rapt with their laptops that they never even looked up once, not even to thank him):

  • 10 strips of bacon
  • “coddled” eggs
  • slices of apricots and peaches
  • toasted English muffins

What a breakfast! Self wanted to sit right down and join them. But she was not invited, so she held her tongue.

Then, self inquired if Dearest Mum wanted to go anywhere. And Dearest Mum said that she had in fact the urgent need to go to a bank. So self offered to drop her there. And, since it was nearly lunchtime, Dearest Mum decided we should eat somewhere in downtown Burlingame. And she revealed that yesterday, she had treated out uncle, aunt, and a number of other relatives to breakfast at Copenhagen. So today she wanted to try something different. And she settled on Crepevine. And self and Dearest Mum shared something that turned out to be Eggs Benedict, only fancied up with Canadian ham and spinach. Also, a dessert of cherry blintzes with vanilla ice cream. (Self all the while wondering if the prawns she had bought from Marina Market would survive two hours in her car, under hot sun, or whether they would start to smell, and if so, would Dearest Mum say something, etc etc)

Anyhoo, there were several interesting things self noticed while on this walk:

  • Dearest Mum insists on crossing the street anywhere she feels like it. Self tried to steer her to the pedestrian crosswalks, but Dearest Mum insisted that self’s aunts and uncles cross wherever they like, it is the “usual practice.” So, because self already has the reputation of being a real “stick,” among Dearest Mum’s side of the family especially, who are so flamboyant and free-spirited, she kept quiet.
  • Dearest Mum started out walking on self’s right, but as soon as she realized she was in full sun, she crossed over to self’s left. And then, whenever we encountered slower-moving pedestrians, she would consider it a matter of pride to maneuver around them as quickly as possible, even if this meant crossing from the shady part to the sunny part of the sidewalk. And, as we encountered many many slow-moving pedestrians today, Dearest Mum was constantly cris-crossing in front of self, which put self in mind of her beagles, who always end up tangling their leashes.
  • Dearest Mum had a list of books she needed to get for Dear Tel Aviv Bro. Self forebore to look at the list. But, after entering a Books Inc., Dearest Mum suddenly lost interest in the whole proceeding and pushed the list into self’s bag, telling her to go and get the books and she’d reimburse self later.

Such were the fascinating observations self made today about Dearest Mum, who is an ever-changing kaleidoscope of interesting behavior.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.

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