#113: Experience Two SF Hallmarks: Dogs & Fog.
I read recently in my newly favorite urban newspaper, The Bold Italic, that cities are like an onion or an artichoke. “You have to peel back the layers to get to the good stuff. You have to peel back the tourist traps, the Starbucks, the chain staples – to discover the oddball visionaries, lesser-known histories and unconventional destination spots that arguably make up the meat of the city’s beloved urban heart.” I agree. You fall in love with a city because…
#109: Daily Love Affair With FroYo.
A little post-birthday treat, a little late night dessert, a little love affair with my favorite food, a little sweetness to end a cold San Francisco night.
#108: Build Your Own Salad At Pluto’s.
I spent a whole month walking past it and bottle-necking the sidewalk outside to peer inside and catch a glimpse of the salad pilings and space themed interior. Today, I finally decided to go into Pluto’s and see what all the fuss was about. What I found: The smallest of planets with the biggest of dinners. It’s true of what the sign says out front: Hungry portions for a hungry universe. Today I found was a salad construction zone stretching 4×8″…
#107: Walk All 51 Piers Of Fisherman’s Wharf.
Well, I walked all the ODD numbered piers from 1 to 51 at least. This quest all started thanks to Anthony Bordain and a recent “No Reservations” episode. He was stopping through San Francisco on a long layover and turned the city upside down in search of foodie paradise. He found it, and discovered three great observations about SF I’ll never forget. “Each pier has its own vibe and distinct landmark; each is a day’s adventure in itself. Each pier gives way…
#106: Find Your Neighborhood Coffee Spot.
They carry Stumptown’s cold coffee brew in the bottle, which I love. The inside feels homey, inviting, productive and simple with clean white walls. The goods are perfectly done: scones, muffins, cookies, bread boudin loaves. Like all hip SF fare, Jane caters to the gluten free/vegan loving crowd. There’s just enough white noise and chatter to read a book, or in my case, pull out my laptop. Some of the foods carried out were more colorful than…