San Fran./ First Night.
All good things must come to an end and such was the case with my wonderful trip to San Francisco which may just become an annual since I enjoyed it so much! What follows is an account of my trip but told in installments since we did so much, it would fill a small book!
It was just a four-day weekend but it turned into something extra special when I got the go-ahead for a trip to a city I had only visited once and only on a astop-over which doesn't count. I got off my direct flight to be greeted by two old pals both of whom used to live in Vallarta and our memories go waaaay back to the mid-80's, so it was bound to be a good visit. A truer word was never spoken!
Pam and Karla met me at SFO airport and we immediatley headed into the hills of the City for a beverage and dinner. As we were driving towards our destined dining spot, Pam swung over to the famous Lombard street and we barely fit its tight, steep curves in her giant GMC, but we did manage to make the descent without a hitch--cool street! Then it was into a random bar for a cocktail since we were early for our dinner reservation. After some catching up and lots of laughs, we sauntered into the happening environment of "A16" on Chestnut Street. The place was bustling and we felt lucky to have a reservation! Before long we had steaming plates of fabulous pasta, thin crust sausage pizza and the best arugula salad I've ever tasted. It contained walnuts, figs, some olive oil and parmesan shavings. The olive oil dressing just made it taste so fresh it was insane. Well, the dinner was topped off by the best coffee I've ever tasted which was served in a heavy silver French press. We obtained the info needed to track down the coffee and made it a mandatory expedition for the following day. The whole meal was just stellar and I would recommend the place heartily to anyone visiting the city. Then it was off to Pam's crib in Fairfax which involved my first trip across the Golden Gate bridge. Exciting!
Pam's house sits at the top of a 2-mile long winding mountain road and the whole effect is truly spectacular. Aside from her amazing views of the surrounding mountains,(which I saw the next morning) the interior is equally, if not more beautiful! She has it decked out in fine Mexican art, comfy furniture and scatter rugs. Every detail, from her Guatemalan table cloth to her collection of Mexican crucifixes on the old chimney in the kitchen gives her place such artistic flair. Comfort with plenty of Pam style, would be the best way to describe it since anyone who knows Pam knows how creative she is and her jewelry designs deserve their own blog! Anyway, we spent the night in total comfort and silence and I slept like the dead thanks to an action packed 12 hours. To be continued...
It was just a four-day weekend but it turned into something extra special when I got the go-ahead for a trip to a city I had only visited once and only on a astop-over which doesn't count. I got off my direct flight to be greeted by two old pals both of whom used to live in Vallarta and our memories go waaaay back to the mid-80's, so it was bound to be a good visit. A truer word was never spoken!
Pam and Karla met me at SFO airport and we immediatley headed into the hills of the City for a beverage and dinner. As we were driving towards our destined dining spot, Pam swung over to the famous Lombard street and we barely fit its tight, steep curves in her giant GMC, but we did manage to make the descent without a hitch--cool street! Then it was into a random bar for a cocktail since we were early for our dinner reservation. After some catching up and lots of laughs, we sauntered into the happening environment of "A16" on Chestnut Street. The place was bustling and we felt lucky to have a reservation! Before long we had steaming plates of fabulous pasta, thin crust sausage pizza and the best arugula salad I've ever tasted. It contained walnuts, figs, some olive oil and parmesan shavings. The olive oil dressing just made it taste so fresh it was insane. Well, the dinner was topped off by the best coffee I've ever tasted which was served in a heavy silver French press. We obtained the info needed to track down the coffee and made it a mandatory expedition for the following day. The whole meal was just stellar and I would recommend the place heartily to anyone visiting the city. Then it was off to Pam's crib in Fairfax which involved my first trip across the Golden Gate bridge. Exciting!
Pam's house sits at the top of a 2-mile long winding mountain road and the whole effect is truly spectacular. Aside from her amazing views of the surrounding mountains,(which I saw the next morning) the interior is equally, if not more beautiful! She has it decked out in fine Mexican art, comfy furniture and scatter rugs. Every detail, from her Guatemalan table cloth to her collection of Mexican crucifixes on the old chimney in the kitchen gives her place such artistic flair. Comfort with plenty of Pam style, would be the best way to describe it since anyone who knows Pam knows how creative she is and her jewelry designs deserve their own blog! Anyway, we spent the night in total comfort and silence and I slept like the dead thanks to an action packed 12 hours. To be continued...
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