The moment I realized I was at The Redstone Ridge I began to think much more clearly and my ideas became exceedingly lucid and free of distraction. Perhaps it was the rum I drank, perhaps not. It was almost a classic religious experience only bereft of the religion. Ever since I departed this righteously sacred plateau, things gradually stopped making sense. I knew that some way, any way, I just had to return to this powerful place perhaps as more than a simple thought form. Everything in it's profound architecture utterly exudes the essence of gematria. The rumor is that this golden ratio is a special touch to particular choice and taste of the whole. Somewhere in this mecca for all..there are Tijuana Mamas being sold occasionally to the privileged denizens who know where to get them. This is for real. This is now "reality" and it's beginning to cause some apprehension to the ilk. This is only what I have ascertained thus far and is by no means any complete assessment mind you. Only time can tell, because time is everyone's master...
Read morelove, Love, LOVE this restaurant! It has become my favorite spot for Friday night date nights. The staff are very accommodating and super friendly! The food is...
Read moreActually we had dinner at El Herradura. It is in this shopping center. If you are looking for good Mexican food, this place has been really good everytime...
Read more