This past week Mark and I were in San Francisco . . . by ourselves. No kids. We love ’em but sometimes Mom and Dad need a break.
First I have to show off my gladiolus. These were my Valentine’s Day gift this year. Mark hates to waste anything (especially cut flowers) so for special occasions I get a new flower or bush in my yard. The funny thing is Mark and I have “conversations” about his decision to buy me bulbs instead of cut flowers every special occasion. At first I get frustrated, but then I love the idea once they bloom.
Our view from the hotel. I’m fascinated by cityscapes.
One morning we discovered that Bob makes great donuts.
If you love Vietnamese food, you need to go to The Slanted Door at the Ferry Building.
And don’t miss out on Italian food at A 16. This could have been one of my favorites.
Blue Bottle Coffee was a bit pretentious, but their cappuccino was amazing (and their brunch).
Have I mentioned yet that I was freezing. Yes, I knew San Francisco was cooler in June than Georgia, but 59 degrees! I definitely looked like a tourist because I was the only one not wearing a coat and hat.
And a trip to San Francisco isn’t complete without oysters. We went to the source in Tomales Bay. Our lunch consisted of raw and bbq oysters, beer, the best goat cheese I’ve ever had, and crackers. It was perfect.