West Coast blogging - day 3
I've been remiss in writing about food. Monday, after leaving the Plough and The Stars, we bused it across town to Noe Valley, and hooked up with our Durham friend Phil and his friends for dinner. From their place, we walked down to Mission St., and ate at "the best Cambodian restaurant" in the city, a place called Angkor Borei. We had lots of green curry, chicken and prawns, a Cambodian take on hot and sour soup with fresh vegetables; i had a ginger chicken dish. Dinner for five, including drinks & tax, came to about 90 bucks. Being a bad food blogger, i don't have any pictures for you.
Yesterday, we hooked up with another Durhamite, our friend Richard, who now lives in the East Bay. Our journey took us to the hills around the Palace of the Legion of Honor, but not, unfortunately, inside to see the current exhibit.
No matter. The view from outside the museum is plenty spectacular.
There's some pretty ancient trees on the trail down to the ocean.
On the cliffs, and down by the water, visitors contribute to an ongoing art/play project. Mrs. D and Richard negotiate a labyrinthe that's been constructed on the cliff.
And it looks like most folks add at least one rock to one of the towers that probably only last a day or a week at most.
I mentioned that the neighborhood we're staying in seems kinda working class to me, despite that houses are selling for a million bucks or so. Here's a non-working class neighborhood.
We ended up back on Clement St. for lunch. The Java was, alas, closed, so the spicy French fries will have to wait till another time.
We didn't eat here, but at a Vietnamese place a couple of doors down. A large bowl of pho and an order of pot stickers was enough for the three of us. Fifteen bucks for everything.
For dinner, we were back on Mission St., in the Excelsior neighborhood. The bride's family (i did mention we're out here for a wedding, right?) took us out to dinner at a place called Sushi Raw. I'm trying to do better with the photographs.
The amaebi presentation was simply the finest i've ever seen. And this, which is called a 4 Season roll, was pretty spectacular, too.
We're off to see the Giants new ballpark for a day game later today, and then maybe up to North Beach for some food that doesn't come from Asia and a martini at Jack Kerouac's favorite bar. See you tomorrow.
Yesterday, we hooked up with another Durhamite, our friend Richard, who now lives in the East Bay. Our journey took us to the hills around the Palace of the Legion of Honor, but not, unfortunately, inside to see the current exhibit.
No matter. The view from outside the museum is plenty spectacular.
There's some pretty ancient trees on the trail down to the ocean.
On the cliffs, and down by the water, visitors contribute to an ongoing art/play project. Mrs. D and Richard negotiate a labyrinthe that's been constructed on the cliff.
And it looks like most folks add at least one rock to one of the towers that probably only last a day or a week at most.
I mentioned that the neighborhood we're staying in seems kinda working class to me, despite that houses are selling for a million bucks or so. Here's a non-working class neighborhood.
We ended up back on Clement St. for lunch. The Java was, alas, closed, so the spicy French fries will have to wait till another time.
We didn't eat here, but at a Vietnamese place a couple of doors down. A large bowl of pho and an order of pot stickers was enough for the three of us. Fifteen bucks for everything.
For dinner, we were back on Mission St., in the Excelsior neighborhood. The bride's family (i did mention we're out here for a wedding, right?) took us out to dinner at a place called Sushi Raw. I'm trying to do better with the photographs.
The amaebi presentation was simply the finest i've ever seen. And this, which is called a 4 Season roll, was pretty spectacular, too.
We're off to see the Giants new ballpark for a day game later today, and then maybe up to North Beach for some food that doesn't come from Asia and a martini at Jack Kerouac's favorite bar. See you tomorrow.
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