It’s true. I love SF. I love the city so much I went there twice already. However, this was my first SF trip ever with Lena aka Amazing Sapphire Eyes.
On Friday afternoon, Lena and I took the scenic route up north because the damn Bay Bridge was closed. We were determined to eat at the Shabu House in Burlingame, so we starved ourselves for 6 hours to save room for dinner. Well kinda starved ourselves. Lena had some blueberries, I ate some dried seaweed and then we split a banana during drive. We were a little ravenous by the time we were seated for dinner.
After we picked up Peian from the airport Saturday morning, we met Judy and Hubert at the Farmer’s Market for lunch. Roli Roti, Namu, Boccalone, Blue Bottle Coffee – we had it all.
After stuffing ourselves at the Farmer’s Market, we did a little bit of shopping at Union Square. We heard the bras at the GAP were super comfy. I didn’t find one I liked this time around, but that’s okay. There is always next time. Later, we had afternoon tea at the Samovar Tea Lounge. We sipped tea, Lena signed autographs and Peian conducted some business.
We were sleep deprived, so we took a short nap (sorry no photos) before heading to dinner at Tropisueno, which was across the street from the tea lounge. The food was delicious. The service was meh.
After watching the Knicks game Sunday morning we had brunch at The Brixton, which was the only place that would take a reservation for 12 people. We had to pace ourselves so that we had room to eat crab at Fisherman’s Wharf afterwards.
I think I let a crazy person take this picture for us. I was pulling out my camera and this dude just popped out of nowhere and offered to take the picture. He could have just ran off with my camera. What the hell was I thinking?
Sunday evening, I made dinner reservations at Thai House 530. It had some decent reviews on Yelp so I decided to give it a try. Luckily Yelp did not fail us this time.
The restaurant was right by Bi-Rite, so we dropped by after dinner for some ice cream. I chose the roasted banana and salted caramel. I can’t wait until the balsamic strawberry is season again.
Before we left on Monday, we stopped by Golden Gate Bakery for some egg tarts. It’s so fattening but so good. *sigh* I need more three day weekends.
