December 11, 2020:

Memories triggered by geography. It was just down this road... Natural, when you haven't seen that road in 40 years.

She loved Honey Hill. We drove from Redlands up East Highland, at that time the backroad. In her mother's goldyellow Nova, on a treasure hunt, four times a week.

Stunning, astonishing flavors. Blueberry Cheesecake which tasted like, well, blueberry cheesecake. Butter Pecan, Pistachio, Pralines & Cream. Rich as ice cream, made with honey.

That was then, of course. The question on my mind: Is there a now?