So, after after spending all day in the heart of San Francisco eating street food to our heart’s delight, what was the one thing on our minds?
If your answer was dinner, you are correct. If you answer was this wonderfully furry beast, you are also correct. I spotted him at the market and wanted desperately to run away with him….but alas.
On our way out of the city we stopped in the town of Tiburon, to eat and explore, since we both love Sausalito but had never ventured across the bay.
Love, love LOVE! The town itself was quaint and cute, with little cafes and a tiny movie theater, but the best thing by far was the view!
We stopped to grab a bite to eat at Bistro 35
, mainly because I spotted pastries in the window and it was all over after that. I ordered the Mediterranean plate for dinner and it featured tiny falafel, creamy hummus with flavors of lemon and garlic, fresh tabbouli, dolmas and a few deliciously salty olives.
Along with a glass of Syrah from France, a few bites of French bread and a split tiramisu, I couldn’t ask for a better ending to the day.
Naturally, after our food arrived I made my way to the front and questioned the pastries. Maybe it’s my background, but when I see pastries in the window of a restaurant I must know everything about them or I simply cannot rest. They told me that the restaurant’s pastry chef was actually from France and worked from one in the morning until seven every day, preparing the puff pastry and the pate a choux from scratch the old-fashioned way. Baking pastries in the middle of the night is something I know way too well, so I couldn’t NOT order dessert after that.
After we ate, we headed up the hill to take some night shots. Or, actually Almanzo took some night shots while I just stood there in a tiramisu inflicted food coma.
It’s the hottest day of the year and I’m currently midway through making both gazpacho and double chocolate muffins, recipes to come. Also, Austin readers
—-I hope y’all will join me for Cocktails and Tacos
next week. Yeeehaw!