Saturday night when I arrived, I was met at the airport by my friend Lee who would be my host for the weekend. We decided to hang out in her neighborhood south of San Francisco proper - Redwood City. We went to Martin West for some beers and snacks, and then out for sushi!
|Oysters, beer, bourbon, and curry chips at Martin West|
|Some crazy delicious rolls|
|Name of the sushi place|
After brunch, Lee and I hotfooted it over the the Caltrain station in Redwood City. Now, to explain the craziness of the day in San Francisco: it was Fleet Week, the Niners were playing, the Giants and the A's had playoff games, the Castro Street Fair was going on, and also some kind of bluegrass festival. San Francisco was teeming, but that's fine with me. We took the Caltrain to the Millbrae BART station and took the BART to downtown, to the Embarcadero, which is the stop closest to one of my favorite places in San Francisco, the Ferry Building.
|The Ferry Building, upon approach|
|And Hallelujah! (from one of the meat vendors at the Ferry Bldg.)|
|Delicious Pacific oysters from the San Francisco Fish Company...|
|... also located in the Ferry Building|
|One of my favorite places in the Ferry Building AND ON EARTH, Cowgirl Creamery|
|Took one each of these cheeses home. SO GOOD.|
|Back of the Ferry Building - looking out to the East Bay|
|Note the Coit Tower in the distance|
|Mountains? OMG, we don't have those in Louisiana!|
|Cool California seal etched in all the pier posts|
Monday, Lee had to work, so I packed my stuff up and headed back into town to spend the day before heading back home (my flight was leaving at 4:30pm.) I did the same Caltrain-BART trip, but got off at Civic Center and walked a few blocks to meet my friend Sylvie at the new location of Dottie's True Blue Cafe, the best breakfast place pretty much ever, anywhere.
|Our view from the counter|
|My amazing omelette- merguez, goat cheese, spinach, and tomato.|
Accompanied by breakfast potatoes and homemade dill bread toast.
|Their specials board|
|Their sign in the front window|
|So this describes the various options for the crazy coffee prep, I think...|
|There's one crazy prep device...|
|And there is an enormous other one!|
|Ever pedestrian, I just got a latte and a bag of blended beans|
|At the Fillmore bus station|
|Next door to the Toronado is Rosamunde's which sells awesome sausage..|
This is one wild boar and one duck with onions and mango chutney
|Me with my beer buddies, Jen and David|
All in all, it was a wonderful, whirlwind trip that satisfied many longings. I love the Bay Area so very much and hope to get back there soon. It had been three years since my previous visit, which is much too long! The old Mark Twain quote is: “In America, there is New York, San Francisco and New Orleans and everywhere else is Cleveland.” I bring this up not to insult other cities, but to note that my love for both San Francisco and New Orleans is significant. Both cities feel like home to me. And San Francisco is the only place that matches up to New Orleans, food-wise, booze-wise, and culture-wise, in my experience (note: I have VERY little experience of NYC, haven't been there for 20 years.) I just can't get enough.