Ay Bay Bay

As a Southern Californian, there are two locales that we travel to quite frequently on long weekends: Vegas and San Fran. I picked the latter to celebrate America getting all fabulous and independent.

After a long trek up the 101 (and a stop in Isla Vista for some Freebirds – obviously) we hit the East Bay – 65 degree weather and a sky too overcast for fireworks? I knew there was a reason I moved away from this joint.

The weather heated up considerably as we headed to Danville for a family hang out sesh. Drinking PBR and setting off fireworks in the middle of the afternoon? Cheers, America.

I headed into San Fran for dinner with some friends – Cindy, her cousin and the lovely Wares, who BARTed it from the Walnut Creek station with me. Ah BART. How I’ve missed you.

We hit up Luna Park for dinner and drinks – apparently there is one of these down here in LA as well. Interesting! I’ll have to check out this location. The goat cheese fondue was tasty, but I think I kind of struck out with the cocktail flight – a novel concept, but then you look down at your tray of mini cocktails with a vodka martini, tequila margarita and bourbon mint julep, and realize, what was I thinking?! I ordered the mac and cheese as well at Cindy’s recommendation, but frankly it didn’t touch the Ketchup mac and cheese. I’m officially a macaroni and cheese elitist, apparently.

After dinner we parted ways with Mr and Mrs Ware and baby Ware in Jen’s belly, and headed to Cin’s to get the party truly started. After a few glasses of bubbly, we were ready to head down to Vertigo – dancing to hip hop circa 5-10 years ago, as well as some classic rock? Sounds like the recipe to a fun time, and a fun time certainly was had by all. We headed over to Cindy’s friend place and listened to a couple guys jam on the guitar and piano for a couple hours. 4am we decided to call it a night, and we cabbed it back to Cindy’s. Of course, I had to get up at 7:30 and BART it back to the East Bay. I was definitely looking forward to the drive back down to SoCal, and sleeping in the passenger seat.

Sunday after church with the fam, we bid the bay adieu. A quick stop at one of my favorite wineries, Fenestra, and we were on our way. By the way – Harris Ranch (one of the only decent stops off I-5) has an amazing restaurant, and I definitely talked my family into dinner there. If you ever pass by there, make sure to stop! Even if it’s just for the biscuits and gravy.

I have to admit...it’s nice to be home sweet home.


Jennifer said...

Ah, Shan - thanks for coming to visit us! Even if I was only graced with your presence over a couple of cheesy dishes and mis-matched drinks, it was worth it!

Jen, Matt and "Baby Banana" Ware