The last time I was in San Francisco was 2004, and I coincidentally left behind a small part of my heart. Eight years later, during my spring break from culinary school, I had the opportunity to reclaim it.
San Francisco is one of my top two favorite cities in the country (Philadelphia, my current stomping ground being the other), so I was thrilled to be able to share my love of SF with Dave, and retrieve that piece of my heart.
We split our 5 days in the Bay area between San Francisco and Napa. The bread of our sandwich was time spent in SF. The first night we stayed at the Hotel Vertigo in Nob Hill. I am a huge Hitchcock fan, so I was excited to stay where they filmed the second part of the movie Vertigo. During the filming it was The Empire Hotel, now it offers lodging in chic surroundings.
After checking in, we laboriously walked the hills from Nob Hill to Fisherman’s Wharf. The only reprieve were the views from the top.
I was jonesing for some fresh Dungeness crab and assumed Fisherman’s Wharf would be the perfect spot. I imagined it would be similar to what you can find in Maine; fresh lobster right off the boat. We did see live crabs, but what we mostly saw was a big tourist trap.Thanks to modern technology, we searched Yelp for the best place to find fresh crab in Fisherman’s Wharf. It referred us to Scoma’s, a long-standing overpriced Rat Pack-era restaurant, where even at lunch the servers are wearing white dinner jackets and tuxedo pants. We still ordered Dungeness crab cocktail (which was admittedly fresh), a trio of Pacific Coast oysters, and two Stella Artois. After a $50 lunch, I was over this place.
Next was on to the famous Ghirardelli Square, not far from Fisherman’s Wharf.
We quickly walked through the Original Ghirardelli Ice Cream and Chocolate Manufactory, that had rooms of gift basket and samplings of their famous chocolate squares. No need for a souvenir since you can buy Ghirardelli nationwide. Across the square is Kara’s Cupcakes which has a variety of creative cupcakes and is good for a sweet snack if you are in the neighborhood.
We trekked back to the hotel to get ready for the Counting Crows concert at the Fox Theater in Oakland. We grabbed a bite in the neighborhood at Nob Hill Grille, where they offer decent gastropub fare. I felt like a certified San Franciscan, eating at a local obscure joint. When in Rome….
I love me some Adam Duritz, so I was excited to see the Counting Crows for the 7th time in the area where they formed. The concert itself wasn’t one of my favorites, but the venue rocked. I’m a sucker for an Art Deco theater, and The Fox Theater met all of my expectations. The intricate craftsmanship on the ceiling alone was amazing!
After two wonderful days in Napa, (which I’ll tell you about in a subsequent post), we headed back to the City By The Bay. We made a wrong turn somewhere, and ended up taking the Bay Bridge back instead of the Golden Gate as originally planned. But it was a blessing in disguise. I needed a pit stop, so we got off at Treasure Island, which turned out to have amazing views of the skyline (and bathrooms too).
We were getting hungry for lunch, and I was determined to go where the Tanner’s, Uncle Jesse, and Uncle Joey lived. Turns out it is called “Alamo Square.” We grabbed sandwiches to go at Alamo Square Cafe, and had a picnic in the square, overlooking the city, and the famous “Painted Ladies.”
Dave had made all the dinner reservations before we left and kept them a secret. At the time of our trip I was eating mainly a plant-based diet, and he surprised me with dinner at what was touted on the internet as the “Best Vegan Restaurant” in San Francisco, named Millennium. And it happened to be right across the street from our second hotel, Hotel Monaco. They did a nice job of creating dishes that made the vegetables sing with flavor, plus Dave found a new favorite potato, the Kennebec potato. But overall, we were underwhelmed. Vedge in Philadelphia is much better for vegan fare.
For a night cap, we went to Top of the Mark, on the 19th floor of the InterContinental Mark Hopkins Hotel. With beautiful views of the city, this is a romantic spot – perfect for a date or evening out with your special someone.
I purposely, I mean accidentally, forgot to take my heart back with me on the plane. Oops! Ironically, Dave said he left part of his stomach in Napa, specifically at Bouchon. I guess that means we’ll have to go back soon.