Sacramento is only a half-hour drive but we never find a need to go there. Our excuse today is visiting the Ikea store.
The capital of California is actually a small cowtown, a little bump in the distance as you descend the foothills into the broad flat Central Valley.
It feels about the size of Birmingham or Jacksonville.
We have a great time people watching and looking at the clever designs.
We buy nothing but frozen meatballs that we bring back home and cook.
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