We made it to the City early on Sunday morning for a jam-packed day of tourist-ish-ness-ess-ness. As you all might know, no day is complete without a healthy breakfast, so G and I decided to go whole hog and take in our first meal of the day at Mama's. Hoo boy, this place was so hyped that one wouldn't believe people would wake up early enough on a Sunday morning to stand in line for waffles. Thing is, they don't just serve waffles there. On the contrary, when the specials of the day include dungeness crab and shrimp omelets, you know something special is going down. You can read the full yelp about it here.
From there, we hopped on the Stockton Bus (no. 30) down to Union Square for some mid-morning shop-o-rama madness. Since H & M wasn't open for another half an hour, we hopped on by the local coffee joint for a light drink and sit. You do tend to notice that coffee is an accessory these days. All the City hipsters with a cup in their hand while perusing the racks at H & M made this quite clear in the sense that even though they were carrying mounds of clothes in one hand and a cup in the other, they somehow managed to rifle through all sorts of goodness during their time in the store. It was almost ridiculous.
Anyhow, our whirlwind continued as we hopped on the Judah for some time in the Haight. The bohemian district of Haight-Ashbury happens to be one of my favorite sites in the city. While the creativity flows from some stores and while there are some great finds on the street, you will get harrassed for change by several people looking for spares. I didn't mind much since I was too busy either taking pictures or salivating through the aisles of Amoeba Music.
If you couldn't believe it then, we traveled from deep in the heart of the city back out to the peninsula coast for a visit to the Ferry building and the Ferry Market. Surprising as the new renovations were, the little restaurants and such were reason enough to want a return visit in the near future. Reminiscent of Chelsea Market, but nowhere near as expansive, the Ferry Market has all sorts of specialty stores and even one notable restaurant (in the form of the Slanted Door) with enough wares to goggle many pairs of eyes. Even though we didn't get to check out the Cowgirl Creamery, our bags were full of some fresh Acme Bread for the ride home.
We made one more stop before finally heading out for the night, a trip to the Olive Bar. The venue is a small wine bar in the Tenderloin, which isn't exactly the nicest area, but the bar itself is a neat little find. It's cozy and the food itself is decent enough, but it probably could use a bit more pep in the kitchen area. Even so, it was a nice end to the evening.
We took off, but there's always the promise of coming back. It's my home away from home, trips like this just remind me that I've been away for too long.
Oh, and peep the rest of the set here.
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