When you go to
San Francisco, forget about the need to
wear flowers in your hair. Instead, go to
Max's and order one of their
gargantuan chocolate eclairs. . .
Someone told me that
love will find you in
the City, even if you're not looking for it. And it is a wildly
romantic city with an utterly unique
atmosphere. Passing the
Sony Metreon's
capitalism arcade, my spirits flagged--we turned a corner, and saw a beautiful
carousel. The windows on our
hotel room were half-stuck, but when I looked across the way I saw a
theater with a gorgeous
Victorian facade. Later that night (it was
Halloween), I perched on the windowsill still in my silver crocheted dress and
butterfly wings. Theatergoers looked up at me and stopped and smiled; it was one of those magical
instants that seemed to happen so many times there. I'll be happy to visit
The City again, though it will take me forever to see half of its interesting places.
Actually, I work there now. I stop at
Specialty's every morning. It's strange to be a part of the city, but
good.
Some other places I've enjoyed in the Bay Area are under
Everything Restaurant Reviews and the
Museum Metanode.