On Katie and my way home from Avila Hot Springs we stopped in at Old West Cinnamon Rolls in Pismo Beach for a treat. The place is relatively big for it’s looks from the outside and from what I had expected. Once inside they have a front counter and a few tables to sit at.
Old West Cinnamon Rolls is a family run business who’s cinnamon rolls have become tradition at fairs, shows, and bakeries all over the US. Their menu consists of coffee, smoothies, and other drinks. Their signature item being their cinnamon rolls, which they still make using Betty’s original recipe from over 40 years ago. They have every kind of cinnamon roll you can imagine from original to crumb to raisin walnut.
I tried their original frosted and crumb when I went. They came out of the oven warm and ready to be eaten. I took my first bite of the frosted and boy was it good. So rich that I had to stop about a quarter of the way through and finish the rest later. I saved the crumb until the following day. I must say I actually think the crumb was even better. The crispy top added texture to the soft roll. Next time I’m back in Pismo Beach, CA I’ll be sure to stop by again.
While on a camping trip to Avila Hot Springs Katie and I took some time exploring the nearby beaches. I had heard that we should check out Shell Beach so we googled it and headed over to see what was so special. As we arrived we could see that it was absolutely beautiful. From the streets of Pismo Beach, CA the large rocks sticking out of the water along the ocean’s edge were breathtaking. The horizon like nothing I had seen anywhere else.
Driving along the water’s edge, we came across three staircases. Not sure which to take, we choose the one furthest south to start. As we reached the bottom there was not much sand. We traversed over the rocks and eventually came to a little section with more sand than rocks. We searched for rocks compressed with shells inside them, but didn’t come across anything that looked remotely similar to what I had seen from my friend that had been there. We wondered if we were in the correct area so we headed back to the car and moved farther north.
We walked down the staircase farthest north this time since the tide was coming in and there was no way to go down to the sand on the middle staircase without getting wet. Down in the sand this time it crunched beneath your feet. The drastic change in only a mile away from the other section of the beach was interesting and somewhat confusing. Unlike most sand you find in California this sand was harsh and hurt as you walked. Our feet created huge deep marks as we walked. As I took a closer look I could see that the sand was made of small rocks and shell pieces about 2 mm in size.
We walked around continuing to look for those big compressed rocks with shell within them, but not finding any in this area either. At least there were rocks in the last area that might have had the compressed shells in them. This area had hardly any big rocks at all. The dark brown sand was beautiful however. We headed back to our campsite glad that we took some time to explore and see somewhere new.