A large part of it is my Dad. He did not love big cities or changes to his routine or spending money but I have very detailed memories of trips into San Fransisco with him. The end of this month marks 2 years since he passed away and I think it was really nice and maybe therapeutic to go to a place besides Yuba City where I have lots of lovely memories of him. I miss him and wish he and my Mom could have joined us there.
Our first stop was Boudins Sourdough. Many people claim that the sourdough bread in San Fransisco is the best in the world. They have scientific evidence to show that it is the fog of San Fransisco that makes their bread so special. The location we went to has a large shop, restaurant and a bakery museum which allows you to watch them making the dough, forming the loaves and baking the bread. I adore factory "tours" like this and was in heaven. It smelled so good. I had told Jared about their sourdough bowls filled with clam chowder and he could not wait to try it out. That kid and soup. He loved it. I tried tacos on sourdough tortillas and they were great. I knew I wanted some fresh Mexican food while in CA and this worked. Lydia got a grilled cheese sandwich and did not particularly like it (she is the worst eater these days) so I enjoyed her sourdough grilled cheese as well. We toured the bakery and each took a test to find out what type of bread we were. This family run business claims to be the original sourdough bread makers in San Francisco. They have been baking bread there since the gold rush era starting in 1849. Sourdough is made from a starter and each day they take a piece of the days dough to start the next days bread so really they have been using the same mother dough for years and years. It was a really fun and interesting stop. I think I would have loved to have somehow made a career out of food history.
They have a monthly bread club and this picture shows the theme for each month.
They shape the dough into these shapes.
Food + monthly themes = happiness.
I told him more than once that SF is a chilly place (perfect for me). He so wanted to wear shorts and short sleeves and I would not let him. He thanked me more than once. He was pretty happy to find a seat by the fireplace.
Our what type of read your re test results: I sadly did not get Mark's. He was a dark rye.
Lydia and Jared
Next we walked to Pier 39. We visited the sea lions, rode the carousel, ate delicious min donuts and took in the scenes.
Lydia and I rode on the top story of the Carousel,
you can just see in the picture that there is a smaller second story.
He was so happy to find an Orca!
We really lucked out with parking. We found street parking just a few blocks away from our destination twice! Once was even free. It was lovely. After Pier 39/Fishermans Wharf we drove over to the Original Ghiradelli ice cream store in Ghiradelli Square. We ordered a three scoop sundae with their famous fudge sauce and cookie pieces. It was delicious. Its a fun little area to walk around. The weather was just amazing. Blue skies and nice breezes. It was perfect.
After that we met up with the Lenox's at the Cable Car Museum and visited the Fortune Cookie Factory. On our way to the museum we passed Lombard Street, a red brick street with crazy curves that is incredibly steep. I remember my dad driving our huge 12 passenger van down it. It was pretty scary. It was pretty cool to see the cables that run the cars in the city and learn about the history of the cable cars. They are so iconic (to me) to San Francisco. The fortune cookie factory was a favorite of my Dad's. I remember when he passed away I was looking through his wallet at the house in Yuba City and I found a business card for this exact fortune cookie place. The one he took us to growing up. Its down a small alley and is a very small shop. Its still there and seems to be doing well. Tara and I were walking down the street and she asked me the street name and I immediately answered "Ross Alley." I absolutely love that I got to go there with Mark, Lydia and Jared.
That view!
They give away samples of flat fortune cookies that taste just like they did 20 years ago.
They had a fun option to write your own fortunes to put into cookies and the Lenox's did and came up with some fun ones.
We did everything on our list and finished a little early so we squeezed in a trip to Berkley where Mark's mom grew up. Both her parents are buried there and visiting the cemetery was one thing Mark really wanted to do. The cemetery closed at 5:30 and we made it there at 5:05. Mark called his Mom and she shared some fun stories about her parents. It was a sweet. We also drove by the house she grew up in. I was so glad Mark could have this moment.
That night we went out to dinner with Tara and Tom, just like old times. It was just the best weekend. We left their house early Sunday and started the trip back. Lydia, Jared and I were able to make all of our planned flights and got home around 6:15 Sunday night. Poor Mark did not. He took so many flights and had to fly into Norfolk landing around midnight. He then rented a car to drive to Richmond to pick up our car and then drive home. He arrived around 4:00 am Monday morning. I took Jared and Lydia to school Monday and he was up and on his way to his school just after 8:00. It has taken him most of the week to recover. But it was worth it, it really was. When I look at these pictures I see pictures I remember of myself visiting with my family. I didn't expect to feel this rush of so many memories and am really thankful that it happened.










































