A few weekends back, Selma and I had the amazing opportunity to travel out to San Francisco for an engagement party for two of our very good friends – Mike and Natty. It’s a bittersweet conundrum having friends who live far away in distant lands. On one hand, it sucks that you don’t get to see them as often. On the other, you get a chance to experience a whole new place when you go and visit. Plus, they graciously let us stay with them for a few nights in their new apartment! Double win!
Because we flew in late, we went straight to bed (after a beer of course). But since we were still on east coast time, we habitually woke up at 5am the next morning and were able to get a sneak preview of the classic San Francisco fog (aka Karl). Karl is so popular he even has his own Twitter page!
The picture below is the view from their new apartment. Not half bad if you ask me.
The morning started off with a trip to La Boulange for a much needed croissant breakfast. It’s part of my new fitness regime called CroissantFit where I eat whatever I damn well feel like eating. It’s actually working out quite well for me, but more on that another time.
Afterwards, Selma and I set off into the city for some exploring while Mike and Natty ran some errands.
Since this is a food blog after all, I obviously need to highlight the food. We wandered by this little hole-in-the-wall
restaurant trailer called The Codmother that looked too intriguing to pass up. They serve, you guessed it, fish and chips!
And because their serving sizes were massive, we only got one basket to share. The fish had the perfect amount of salt and malt vinegar for our liking and the batter was hot and fluffy. We could have eaten this all weekend and been content with our lives.
For dinner, we went to Leopold’s (which we would highly recommend) for some good old fashion German fare. Now, for those of you who don’t know what wiener schnitzel is (including me), here is a picture of what it actually looks like. Me being the idiot that I am thought that I was getting something that looked more like a wiener…you know…given the name and all. I soon found out that wiener schnitzel is actually a breaded & fried pork loin that looks nothing like a wiener at all. Ignorance aside, this was actually a pleasant surprise.
The rest of the evening was filled with new friends, beer, and of course, Bob’s Donuts.
This donut shop came highly recommended by the locals so we had to check out what all the fuss was about. Apparently, the later it gets, the busier this place becomes. And it certainly showed with the line all the way out the door at 11pm.
But the reward was well worth the wait in the end. I asked for a dozen of their most popular donuts and the lady behind the counter did not disappoint.
All in all, this was only a preview of the awesomeness that was in store for us that weekend. Stay tuned for part 2!