There are few things in the world that add value to life’s many experiences like friendship. When was the last time you did something by yourself and thought “wow! I am so glad no one was here to share that experience with me!” Don’t get me wrong, we all need room to be alone and have space to rest and refill our spirits with some good ol “me time”, but at the end of the day, people are creatures of shared moments. We love nothing more than to be around our “people” and laugh over stories and the “you remember when” times. There is a romance to it. Everything most beautiful happens in the romance of memory, where the fine vignette of the past settles over time and space.
This past weekend Drew and I had the epic pleasure of hosting our dear friend Jill for a few days (seriously she is a gem of a gem that I will tell you all about very soon) and it was truly magical. Having a person we both hold in such high regard and value so much as a friend come and stay was just the best (not to mention she is funny as sh*$, so we nearly died laughing on multiple occasions).
The weekend turned from a possible cluster of too much work and overwhelming options, into the perfect mix of fun, food, and productivity. A blur of coffee shops, amazing restaurants, macarons, riding bikes along the beach, and having the best conversations, carried us from day to day and back again.
Yesterday was her last day in town and we decided to make a night of it. We headed to the artists district and had dinner at Eat, Drink, Americano, an incredible restaurant with a multi Michelin starred chef at the helm. The food was divine and the atmosphere grand, but we opted to go for a more “food tour” themed night and headed into downtown for cocktails on top of The Standard. As we were walking into the hotel, Jill warned us about the “heavy 70′s, Austin Powers Vibes” that we would soon be subjected to and she wasn’t kidding! If you haven’t been to the roof top bar at The Standard you absolutely must go, it is fantastic (I mean there is unicorn shaped shrubbery and a divine view of the city sky line, so what more could you want?).
While sipping on French77′s, we sat and talked about the rare beauty that our friend group holds. You see, our friends are our family, some we have known for years, while others we may only have known for a few short months before we moved. None the less, I feel far closer to these people than I do to many others who I have known for most of my life. We realized that there are people you are only friends with because you know absolutely everything about them and you remain friends based on shared experiences; but these people, these wonderful, funny, crazy, people that we are madly in love with will stay with us for the rest of our lives because we connect on so much more than one could ever dream.
This fact became even more obvious as we sat in the cafe at Bottega Louie, sharing gelato with espresso and a plate full of macarons, laughing over “The Californians” and dreaming about trips and visits that we hope to happen next year. Jill and I immediately began to scheme how to get such a large group out to LA for a trip to the ACE and time in the city, the hardest part was not who will we invite, but where are we going to put them all!
The night ended with a street taco and Clueless… The perfect ending to such an amazing visit.
Crazy as it may sound, I would give anything for these people. I may not know their families or even their middle names but I know I will be friends with them for the rest of my life. Wishful thinking you may say and that might be true, but I could wish for no greater people to take that risk on.