The last picture was taken from outside looking into a cafe's window (the cafe was closed) and thought it was a little eery having a single chair placed right in front of the window as if some ghost is sitting there watching strangers walk by...

I was surprised when Pappa Rich appeared right before me as Annie and I were walking to Bucca in Old Downtown Pasadena. The first and only time I had Pappa Rich's warm bun was in Korea last winter so this brought back fond memories...felt like I was in Korea again.