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Busy weekend! I’ve been working on choreography and rehearsals for the spring recital. I’m feeling stressed out for some reason, I really shouldn’t though. It’s all volunteer, and I genuinely enjoy working on the recital. But I’m missing all my leisure time. I’m also not cooking as much adventurous food as I used to. Still cooking though, and maybe I’ll post some pictures soon. In fact, I made a strawberry rhubarb pie this weekend. Not much else to say. Saw a couple movies, cleaned the house, life goes on.
I’ve been enjoying the work of Riva Sweetrocket during the past month. Her collection of pastels have been on display at Arvada Center, in the gallery where I stretch before class. I am disappointed to read her notes on her website. What really struck me, besides the vibrant colors, was how absurd they are. I think they’re better when taken randomly. Reading the explanation is like dissecting a joke. If you browse her website, try not the read the fine print.
A Duck Hunt competition
Brian and the elusive Bruce.
Friday I cooked and cleaned and sewed, just like a real wife! 😉 Here’s one of my recipes and my future skirt. This fabric is a dream to work with. 
The party! Brian turned 25 this week, so we had an Irish dinner celebration last night. Ben bought him a GI Joe gun, which is targeting the meat in this picture. Notice my lovely soda bread! I should have made two, it was tasty, hearty, and quickly devoured. 
The whole meal: Corned beef, boiled cabbage, soda bread slathered in butter, and assorted root vegetables – parsnips (“what’s that?”) carrots, turnips, and potatoes. 
And for dessert I attempted the Norwegian Birthday Cake, a tradition in Ben’s family. It’s an angelfood cake with strawberry cream between three layers, coated in sweeted whipped cream, and topped with fresh strawberries.
Molly discovered milk.
What an amazing weekend. After getting off of work early, Ben and I had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory before seeing Swan Lake. Hmm, that merits its own post, so I’ll add that later. The next morning . . .
San Francisco, California!
(brace yourself for a lot of pictures)
We took the BART into town and dropped off our luggage. The plan is to spend the first day walking downtown, getting aquainted with the city. 
First things first in SF, get lunch!
Sorry it’s blurry (I hate the way flash looks). Bento boxes started the trip.
We quickly spotted our future penthouse apartment.
Getting our bearings. We rode the bus everywhere. San Francisco has great public transit.
Chinatown: window gazing and a vanilla cake snack (the puffy ones).
Then onto North Beach. I liked that all the posts are painted this way.
We decided to cut east to Lombard street. I was out of breath before the hard part!
Great view from the top though.
‘Nough said.
After the most amazing hot cocoa I have ever sipped, we went back to North Beach for dinner. Of all the Italian restaurants, we happened to pick the Mona Lisa, where I went with my family the last time I was in SF! I had a delicious artichoke ravioli with tomato cream sauce.
Our hotel, the Stratford, was right on Powell and Market. Very convenient. A bit noisy at night with one begger playing Christmas carols on his violin, another banging plastic tubs and singing Rice-A-Roni, and a third banging Chinese drums in the morning with his friend playing a recorder. Add to that the cables churning underground, and it’s a good thing we were exhausted every day and didn’t have trouble sleeping. 
Small rooms, but clean and smartly decorated.
The elevator was incredibly slow. One time we tried taking the stairs to our room on the 6th floor. Only one time.
Cute breakfast room overlooking the street.
The F Line streetcar was our favorite route. It was quick, convenient, and fun to ride the old cars.
Ah! Look how relaxed these two strangers are.
This is the farmer’s market on Saturday morning at the Ferry Building. So much wonderful produce!
Ben’s new favorite orange is the cara cara, seen here.
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At the wharf. We tried to buy Alcatrez tickets but they were sold out until Monday. Oh well, there was so much else to do, like seal gazing.
At the Boudin bakery museum, Ben provided a little free tech support with their jammed printer.
The vault with the MASTER MOLD!!!!
Mmm, sourdough . . .
We thought it was hilarious that there’s a GAP squarely on Haight and Ashberry.
While once a hippie nexus, the street is full of cafes and vintage clothing stores now. We went to the Red Vic Movie House and saw a documentary called 24 hours on Craigslist. It was obviously low budget but you don’t notice because it had such hilarious content. It was the perfect way to feel like a local on a rainy afternoon.
Dinner was at Bangkok Noodles back near Union Square. Ben had Tom Yum soup that made him cry from the heat (very unusual for him) and I had yellow curry chicken. That’s a gardenia in my hair he bought on Haight after our movie.
Ghiradelli still has the best sundaes.
Oh! The visions of my childhood revisited!
Sunday morning, the museum wasn’t open yet, so we wanted to hike up to Coit Tower. Unfortunately, the Tour of California had the same plan.
We made it!
Look at all the supporters cheering us on. 😉 They also gave us energy bar samples, how thoughtful!
Such a beautiful day, we wanted to do more walking before going to the museum. This is back in North Beach at City Lights bookstore. 
Lunch across the street
Cheesesteaks and garlic fries.
In the Presidio neighborhood I found another sweet from my younger years.
It’s amazing to see calla lilies growing all over.
Change of plans: instead of the museum we walked all the way from the Exploratorium to Sausilito. This is halfway, on the bridge.
Dang, that’s a long way to walk. Our feet are killing us and we didn’t plan for bringing water or snacks. But it was worth it.
Remember this?
Took a ferry and bus back to Union Square where we had Indian food, cheesecake, and collapsed into bed.
It was a fantastic trip. I only wish we had another day or two to see more. We didn’t get to the Golden Gate park, any museums, Castro neighborhood, Cowhill shopping, etc. But it was a great and memorable birthday.
I finally made Indian food. Here is aloo gobi, but with butternut squash instead of potatoes. Totally untraditional. I made this way too spicy, but otherwise it was good. The puree is my yellow split peas – FINALLY cooked to tenderness. The meal needed something bright, so I added the steamed green peas.
This meal was so colorful! Also very tasty. I had to use up all my extra vegetables before we went on vacation. From the 6 o’clock position going clockwise: baked parmesan coated eggplant, roasted beets, steamed snap peas, glazed parsnips and carrots, and balsamic rosemary chicken. Yum!
Oddly, Ants on a Log sounded really good after work. Last time I made these I must have been in elementary school. I remember it being a lot messier to assemble back then.
Mmm, after all that ethnic food, we were craving something comforting. This is my super duper chili. May be served with cheese and cilantro, but Fritos are a MUST.
Molly has been scratching her scab and created a new bald spot, so I decided I should invest in a visit to the vet. I hadn’t done so already because she didn’t seem bothered by the scabs and last year they just went away. But if she’s hurtin’ I want it checked out.
They did a thorough skin check and found another big scab under her chin that I didn’t know about. After discussing possibilities, we decided to have a skin scrape done. My vet’s office is awesome, friendly staff, very modern looking, and hosts their own surgery, pathology, and radiology clinics. After her scrape Molly was returned to our exam room looking quite grumpy, on top of her already severe nervousness. Within 10 minutes the vet came in saying “There’s a party on her back!” As she suspected, Molly had a secondary bacterial infection, which are quite itchy. The vet ruled out mites or other parasites and only saw 1 or 2 cells which would have indicated diet allergy.
So we don’t know what caused the initial scratching, just that now it’s infected. But at least we are able to treat her with antibiotics to get rid of the infection. “This isn’t going away on its own,” she said. Ben will have the pleasure of getting Molly to take two pills twice a day, starting on Tuesday after we get back from San Francisco.
Molly looks relieved, but I’m pretty sure it’s because she’s back at home, away from the lady who pokes her belly. I tried to tell Molly that at least they didn’t stick anything up her bum this time.
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