Rachel Hutton | Star Tribune (TNS)
A few of us Minnesota gals were mistakenly pronouncing it “O-jay,” as we planned our January weekend getaway to Ojai, California. But by the time we landed at Los Angeles International Airport, we got it down: “Oh, hi,” the name casually welcoming us to this charming town of 7,500, tucked into the shadow of the Topatopa mountains.
Our first impression of downtown Ojai was that it resembles a mini version of nearby Santa Barbara, with its distinct SoCal architecture of contiguous archways and terracotta tile. By our third night, the
