Belmont Pier

Had Grandpa Popsicle over for dinner last night. I made a cold pasta dish inspired by my littlest sister, who recently blogged a recipe. I took plenty of liberties to make the dish my own, but it was her posted recipe that gave me the idea.... Not sure if Grandpa liked it, but he pretended like he did and I'm just happy he came to visit, to tell you the truth.

We watched a bit of the Dodgers game and then somehow got to talking about fishing. Oh! I know. We were discussing the flavors of different kinds of fish, because I really don't much care for fish and would like to find something that suits my taste (any suggestions? The less fishy the better). Grandpa loves fish and has eaten a lot of it in his lifetime, and we got to talking about how he used to fish off Belmont Pier when he was a young fella. How many times can a girl say "fish" in one paragraph?

Long story short, the girls and I hopped in the car and drove to Belmont Shores to walk the pier after he left. We got super lost, stuck in traffic, laughed a lot, and finally made it out there about 10:30 pm. Totally worth the troubles; the pier was dotted with fisherman and we watched a pair of fellas gut a 4-ft shark that had skin like a leopard. It was wicked-cool! Toria was so brave, she just reached out and touched it. I love sharks but I was afraid, even seeing that his guts were out. I poked his little head really quickly just to feel his skin, but Erin would have none of it and was somewhat upset over it. It was the strangest experience. Seriously though, the whole thing from leaving the house to pulling into the driveway was filled with weird moments. New moon!

I chose this photo because I haven't figured out how to take cool night shots with my camera and was horribly disappointed with every single one I took except this one. I messed with the brightness, contrast, and midtones, but this is the best I could get out of it. It's a cool shot - I like how their paths are crossing behind them. It's quite symbolic, really. Sisters heading out on their own paths but always joined by their past. xo