Anniversary Trip: San Francisco Part I

Ah, San Francisco.

Joey and I spent a couple of really rushed days in San Fran (I read somewhere that only tourists call it that but I can’t help it, it’s so much easier!) back in 2010 and we’ve wanted to go back and “do it right” ever since.  This time around we stayed in the Marina District, gave ourselves a full three days (plus two half days) to explore and made a sort of plan.  Sort of in that we made it the day before but better than nothing, right?

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We got in before noon, shared an Uber with the most talkative 22-year old ever and checked into our Airbnb, where unbeknownst to me, the owner and Joey had arranged for the most beautiful bouquet of red roses to be waiting.  Is that not the cutest thing you’ve ever heard?  I feel so lucky to be married to that perfect human.

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Peach Cobbler

True Story: On our last night in San Francisco, we ate at a restaurant that our fellow Uber Share passenger suggested to us and it was straight out of a Portlandia skit.  Our appetizer was a deconstructed BLT, all arranged on one side of the plate, which made me cringe so bad.  Joey’s main dish was a deconstructed French Onion Soup that our server finished tableside by pouring the sauce over the plate with a flourish.

Dessert was the chef’s take on guests’ childhood favorites and there was a little blank spot at the bottom of the menu for us to write in our own dessert favorites for future inspiration.  I straight up wrote “Red velvet cake with buttercream frosting — none of that cream cheese business.”  But… I was thisclose to writing Peach Cobbler because I grew up eating it and to this day, summer doesn’t feel right if I haven’t eaten that Mom-made dream dessert.

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