Here are some snaps of my favorite things about San Francisco. On a cold, gray and rainy day in New York, it’s easy to catch oneself California dreamin’.
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It’s a little disconcerting to be posting so much Africa stuff when I’m so far away from there* … and back in San Francisco … so here are some snaps taken locally. One of my favorite places in any city, anywhere, is the Ferry Building, where organic meets om-nom-nom.
* But there are more Africa photos in the hopper, and they will be posted in the near future. Woop woop!
A few snaps of some of the more interesting vehicles spotted lately in the Bay Area …
Just a few snaps of what was goin’ down in the Mission District on Memorial Day. A big, free, sunny public party.
HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY.
San Francisco doesn’t have as expansive or as thrilling or as foreboding a skyline as a Hong Kong or a New York, but it does have a great skyline. Its buildings are sleek and cool and expressive, lots of them capped with interesting features.
(I write this while coming off a Ferry Building market-meal high: New York strip steak from Prather Meat Co., grilled pineapple and sweet fingerling potatoes from Farm Fresh to You … eating well is another big part of San Francisco’s aesthetic.)
I’ll keep adding to the collection as I continue to explore the city … so this is just Part One.
This week I caught an awesome-as-usual show by the San Francisco Gay Men’s Chorus, which performed “RockAria” at the Davies Symphony Hall. I’m a fan of the SFGMC — indeed, anyone who likes music, theater, drama — or, hell, 200 men — would be. I wish the pictures were a little less blurry, but hey, you still get the gist of the show. Rock On, Gay Men.
Recently I paid a visit to Games of Berkeley, a rad corner of Shattuck Ave. in downtown Berkeley. It’s one of those rare places to acknowledge that at every age, all of us need to play. This place has everything for kids and adults … fantasy/ roleplaying games to bar games to travel games to casino games to brain games to classic board games and much more, plus a clever and cool selection of toys. On a gray, morose, rainy Sunday, this place was a cheery blast of color and fun.
In many ways, California is a big insider’s club, as reflected by the “secret menu” at In-N-Out Burger. Here are the top six “secret menu” items … with a couple you don’t see on the In-N-Out Web site.
ANIMAL STYLE Burger/Fries — “Animal Style” means a mustard-grilled beef patty, covered in their secret sauce (kind of like a less tangy, more savory Thousand Island), grilled diced onions and extra pickles.
NEAPOLITAN SHAKE — The thick, creamy chocolate, vanilla and strawberry shakes, offered separately on the menu, are layered together.
PROTEIN BURGER — Any regular burger on the menu is wrapped in a lettuce leaf, Atkins/ Asian-style.
GRILLED CHEESE — Cheese alone, sans burger, on a toasted bun and with any of the fixins.
FOUR BY FOUR — This is a jumbo burger of four beef patties, four cheese. At this volume of food consumption I’m not sure why you wouldn’t just get two double-doubles … less bread, I guess … but the point is, the choice is yours.
FREE STICKERS — When you order, tell them whether you want drive-thru-based fun stickers or an In-N-Out bumper sticker for your car, and you’ll get one free of charge.
Despite all the traveling I’ve done in the continental U.S., I’ve spent relatively little time in the Pacific Northwest. I aim to fix that now that I’m spending a prolonged period of time in the Bay Area, and my first road trip involved a six-hour drive from San Francisco to Ashland, Oregon, a beautiful little town right across the California-Oregon border.
As we drove up I-5, the topography took the turn from lush rolling foothills to spiky, towering mountains, reminding me why I need to continue exploring the Pacific Northwest. Mountains have a way of conveying majesty in a way that the ocean, with its impossible vastness, cannot. A mountain is at once humbling and inspiring — finite, looming proof of how small and impermanent we are.
As much as I wanted to keep on driving up, up, up north, I was with other people and couldn’t just follow my whims as as I can when I’m traveling solo. Not that I’m complaining too loudly; Ashland is lovely and worth a few days’ time to stop and take it all in.