Salvation from a Cup
We'd been in San Fran for a couple of hours. We'd eaten and settled into the hotel. It was obviously time to go get more food, specifically ice cream. Ghirardelli Square Ice Cream has to be some of the best tasting substances on the planet. I say substance because it is clearly not made by human hand, but instead spontaneously called into existence by God himself so that we may know what heaven tastes like.
After experiencing Nirvana we walked the beach taking in the sites and getting acquainted with the area around the hotel. The baby immediately decided that sand was not for her. It was declared 'ucky'. Her proclamation was heard far and wide. So far and wide that 3 days later while boarding the hotel elevator the baby was recognized as 'The child that didn't like the sand.'
Since the lady's were stuffed with ice cream they allowed us to choose a sea food restaurant for dinner. The wise internet pointed us to The Franciscan for some fresh Dungeness crab. It was good, possibly excellent, but I think I'm jaded about such things since my parents use to live in a Dungeness crab port. In any event, it was some tasty crab and a good introduction to the wharf.
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