One of my favorite getaways is visiting Superwoman in San Francisco. I was sad to see her leave Philly back in ’05, but she loves her new home and is a most amazing hostess and guide.
During past visits, we’ve seen the required tourist sites, traipsed around a goat farm and had a cheese class in the loft of its barn, hiked around Mt. Tam, ending up at the German Tourist Club, gone ollalie berry picking, taken a mole cooking class, explored many neighborhoods, and drunk countless cups of coffee, glasses of wine, and pints of beer.
This trip started with the traditional soup bowl of nonfat latte. It’s completely ridiculous.
We drove over the Golden Gate Bridge and up to Petaluma in search of cheese. Somewhere between Petaluma and Sonoma is the Green String farm stand. Friendly people, preserves stored in antique furniture, jazz on the record player, and a gorgeous backdrop.
One final cheese stop at Vella, and on to lunch at El Molino Central. Good mole!
After eating, we switched from cheese mode to wine mode and did a few tastings: Robledo, Schug, and Gloria Ferrer.
Then back to town for happy hour and an event that shall remain unnamed.
On Friday morning we had a few errands, so we got our ridiculous lattes to go.
Then we toured the Anchor Brewing Company and learned about steam beer, stopped by the kitchen of Kika’s Treats and learned about cheese bread, and ended the night at AT&T ballpark, where we learned about Giants fans (they like Panda hats).
Saturday was the required trip to the Ferry Building market. But first we fortified ourselves with ridiculous lattes.
Upon arrival, we ate a ridiculous breakfast of chilaquiles.
Then we bought some ridiculous garlic.
And looked at ridiculous cabbage.
We ended the market trip by purchasing a ridiculous amount of cheese from Cowgirl Creamery.
It’s very tiring, doing these ridiculous things, so we went back to Superwoman’s apartment and enjoyed some Sauvignon Blanc on the patio. From there you can see a glimpse of the bay while listening to streetcars, foghorns, and wild parrots.
Though I didn’t leave my heart there (I think it might be in Philly WTH?), I did leave some sights unseen and some wine undrunk, guaranteeing a speedy return.
6 responses to “San Francisco, I love you!”
Ah, the city by the bay…Was just there in Oct. with my buddy Tiff. The Ferry Bldg. was an absolute favorite. We went there every day, drank at the wine bar, visited the Cowgirl Creamery. Sigh. Can’t wait to go back. Maybe the six of us… 🙂
Sounds like a GREAT PLAN!!
(I assume by the 6 of us that you mean bandmates…)
Those chilaquiles look fantastic. Ferry building, right? I’m gonna have to remember that when I’m out there in August.
I *love* having visitors. Especially ones that go along with all of my crazy plans! Thanks for documenting, this is a wonderful reminder of how much fun I had during your visit. Come back soon!!!
Oh, I’ll be back!
Lew, the chilaquiles were at the Ferry building…around back at a stand called, for unknown reasons, “Primavera”
I just loved it! We were married just after our first visit
to San Francisco. The people are wonderful and friendly. Wish I could go back soon.