Not my usual kind of post but
this blog is about "Paradis" and for certain kinds of persons
(many of the male persuasion)
The Mullin Automotive Museum (in the middle of Oxnard's strawberry fields) could be it!
So the Paradis family celebrated Father's Day about a month early
(Anyway these cars definitely rate as ART and are endearingly artisanal.)
and had a wander around this place admiring some wonders of
early Modern France and the achievements and impeccable taste of the Italian/Alsatian/French
It's a collection which includes some stories of neglect
distress (which I found quite beautiful)
and even some tragedy.
Mostly it was about the excitement of shiny metal
vitality, verve and possibly, murderous curves.
It was a grand day out.
We finished up with lunch here in Camarillo, a place mostly known for it's "Discount Designer" outlets. You might be surprised as I was that a mall restaurant serves almost better and definitely bigger lobster rolls than I've had anywhere in NYC or L.A. and a quite good New England clam chowder (not - too creamy or potato-ey - I am very picky about my seafood.) Get there quick before it all goes downhill!