The Drift · Saturday, July 18, 2026

Saturday in La Jolla: Breakfast, Books, and a Long Beach Afternoon

Start at Sugar and Scribe for pastries that justify the wait, browse D.G. Wills Books, then spend the afternoon at La Jolla Shores with tacos from The Taco Stand.

Start with Pastries Worth the Wait

Saturday in mid-July means crowds and heat, so front-load your day with the good stuff before the sun gets serious. Start at Sugar and Scribe around 8:00 a.m. The line forms early, but the croissants are worth it: thin, shatteringly crisp, with a butter content that borders on reckless. Order the almond croissant and a cortado, then sit outside if you can. Skip the savory menu unless you are very hungry; the pastries are the main event.

Books and a Slow Morning

Walk off breakfast with a visit to D.G. Wills Books, a feral, floor-to-ceiling maze that feels like someone's personal library left to breathe. The shop is cool, dim, and utterly unconcerned with retail trends. Spend twenty minutes here, maybe longer if you find the poetry section. This is not a place to rush.

La Jolla Shores by Noon

By 11:30 a.m., head to La Jolla Shores Beach. July weekends draw families, kayakers, and anyone with a towel, but the sand is wide enough to absorb the crowd. Mornings are glassy and forgiving; afternoons bring a light onshore breeze that keeps the heat tolerable. Stake your spot near Kellogg Park for easy access to shade and restrooms. Swim, read, nap. This is a beach that asks nothing of you.

Tacos at Golden Hour

Around 5:00 p.m., when the sun softens and your appetite returns, walk or drive to The Taco Stand. The al pastor is the correct order: orange oil sizzling off the spit, charred pineapple, tortillas steamed to order. Get two, maybe three. Eat them standing up or take them back to the beach. The Baja fish is also excellent if you want something lighter, but the al pastor is why people line up.

Sunset at the Cove

Finish at La Jolla Cove just before sunset. The light turns the sandstone honey-colored, and the sea lions bark and sprawl like they own the place. It is loud, touristy, and still worth it. Stay until the sky bruises purple, then head home or grab a drink somewhere quieter.