Normally we drive down to California, but this time we decided to fly. It was sure nice to get somewhere in two hours instead of thirteen. No matter how many places I go it still amazes me that I can wake up early in the morning and within mere hours find myself in a different city. I have been to San Francisco numerous times, but it was not until this trip that I felt like a savvy traveler. In the past, our time in the city has been limited to either a few hours or a couple days and we had never stayed downtown for more than just one night so three nights felt like pure luxury.
Our first stop was the Saturday market at the Ferry Building. We had been to the Ferry Building before, but had never managed to be there during the market hours. The Farmer's market was a feast for the senses. The crowds, the lines, the booths were a dizzying array of sights and sounds.
Operating like all naive tourists we were drawn to the places with the longest lines. Although fairly famished we would not be deterred by a particularly long line at Roli Roti. What is it about getting in a line only to quickly have people jump in behind you that confirms your decision to get in line? I guess it is nice to know that even though a couple dozen people are ahead of you, there are still a certain number of people behind you. Roli Roti is the country's first mobile rotisserie serving only sustainably farmed meats and organic produce. As I ate my sustainable chicken, arugula and onion jam sandwich I contemplated how I might coerce Cameron into moving to this fine city.
While at the market we sampled, watched, and listened to what the farmer's had to say about their products. I wanted to buy these fava beans just so I could carry them around in this cute little paper bag, instead I took a picture.
At Far West Fungi they sell these blocks that grow mushrooms. Is that too strange a thing to ask Santa for?
This trip I was determined to get some good photos of Cameron and I not taken three feet away from our faces by ourselves. As a result, I needed to be outgoing and ask lots of strangers to take our photos.
We wandered into Boudin, which is the only place still making fresh sourdough bread on Fisherman's Wharf. We took a tour of the bread factory, sampled lots of delicious bread and discovered all the many foods beside sourdough that originated in San Francisco. Fortune cookies, popsicles and sushi are just a few of San Francisco's inventions.
Feeling extra indulgent.....(I mean we were on vacation) we treated ourselves to a double scoop chocolate dipped waffle cone at Ghirardelli. The only thing disappointing about it was that it started to melt during its photo shoot. Satisfied with our sugar buzz we found our way to Alamo Square to check out the famous "Painted Ladies".
Most notably the Painted Ladies appear in the background on the opening credits for Full House (a television series we both adored as children) They have also been in a number of other movies, like Mrs. Doubtfire. The Painted Ladies are seven immaculate Victorian homes all in a row with views of the city popping out from behind and a park across the street.
This was just day one, now you can see why I like being on vacation so much, more to follow in the days to come.
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FULL HOUSE!!
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