The morning I drove to the seawall to take my beach photos.
I couldn't resist photographing the surroundings. This is Skateland, once a mecca for teeny boppers.
Wild surf being held in check.
I decided to treat myself to breakfast with a view, hoping the formidable armor on the exterior wasn't a barrier against a hot breakfast.
The interior is like a movie set dressed by childhood memories. The waitresses make conversation. The perfect place for a sun-drenched, seaside breakfast.
"Oh, look," said my waitress placing my pate on the table. "Your toast looks like a heart. Maybe it means you're about to find love."