“I’m going to go and try to buy tickets again,” Owen said, speaking softly so as not to disturb the family sleeping next to us but loudly enough that I could hear him over the crackling radio playing in the corner. I peered back at him through the darkness, looping my hand through the handles of his suitcase, pulling it into my body. I was attached to all the rest of our things, the only way to be assured of their locations in the pitch black of the station as we waited with the crowds of people to board the TAZARA Rail, due in at three that morning.
I miss (eating in) San Francisco. It is a unique city, where the creative engagement with culinary culture is matched by the quality of ingredients grown locally. It is actually hard to have a bad meal in SF.
I love food. It is how I structure my days, and is essential to how I experience a place. After living in San Francisco for a while, I realized that whenever I made ‘to do’ guides for friends visiting the city, everything I recommended revolved around what to eat and where to eat it. The requests became so frequent, I put together this little tour-de-SF for the hungry (or just curious) explorer.
1/ Big Ben in London 2/ South Harting Downs, England 3/ St. James Park, London 4/ Cinnamon buns in Nordic Bakery, London 5/ Hill Ash Farm, West Sussex, England 6/ Barcelona, Spain 7/ Polo in the Park, London 8/ Paris, France 9/ The Sylvia Beach Library at Shakespeare and Co., Paris 10/ Just another day at Shakespeare and Company, Paris 11/ Paris summer night along the Seine 12/ Bertillon ice cream with Colette 13/ Eiffel Tower on Bastille Day 14/ The amazing Shakespeare and Company Bookshop, Paris 5th 15/ Tumbleweeds eat breakfast with Lawrence Ferlinghetti, founder of City Lights Books 16/ Upstairs at Shakespeare and Co with Agatha Christie...