Having ordered and then received it, we un-bagged our orders and set into it. We were picking bits of lobster out of lobster rolls when we heard the most ungodly noise right above our heads. It sounded like the start line at a drag race.
You would have had to be dead not to hear the racket the Goodyear Blimp makes.
With an unexpected whip around, it was it was gone and we were left to speculate about it's final destination. Perhaps nose down into the hills of Palos Verdes?
Captain Kidds parking lot does make a great viewing spot for a sunset over the ocean. But if the Goodyear Blimp is on any kind of fly-over schedule may I suggest you plan on in-car dining?
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