Posts tagged ‘farmer’s market’

April 11, 2011

weekend highlight: affogato

It’s been a long, packed weekend and all I wanted to do after work today was CLEAN. Cleaning rejuvenates me and just makes me feel so good (when it’s over). I even cleaned the toilet, which is the grossest chore ever but when it’s all said and done, makes me so happy!

Like I wanted to do, we went to the Ferry Building farmer’s market on Saturday!

There was good music…

Luscious fruit…

Cool people…

Good cheese…

And amazing, amazing coffee.

If you come to San Francisco, go to Blue Bottle Coffee. And order what Jeff ordered. The affogato.

What is affogato? It’s Humphry Slocombe ice cream (on Saturday they had honey ice cream, omg) and they pour the most perfect, rich, velvety espresso over the top.

It was freaking AMAZING. First they scoop the ice cream, and then when you pick up your order that’s when they pour the espresso over the top. When the barista poured the espresso, the (mile-long) line ooh-ed and ahh-ed. And even our friend who doesn’t drink coffee couldn’t stop stealing spoonfuls of this bowl of amazing-ness.

I was jealous of Jeff and totally would’ve gotten back in line to get an affogato for myself, but the line was just too long. My iced soy latte was still amazing too though.

It sort of kind of  blew Starbucks’ iced latte out of the water. I still love them though.

But I definitely had affogato envy, and I think our friends did too.

So to satiate our ice cream craving, we headed over to Bi-Rite Creamery.

I got my usual of Salted Caramel (darker ice cream on bottom) and Earl Grey (lighter ice cream on top).

So good, but I think if I’m ever having an ice cream craving while I’m in the city, Blue Bottle’s affogato is going to be getting my business from now on.

And THEN we headed to the Palace of Fine Arts.

It is so, so beautiful here. If you come here you’re bound to see multiple couples taking wedding photos or engagement photos.

Look how tiny Jeff looks!

As packed as the day was, dinnertime was just as packed. But because I need to go make dinner, and my computer’s fan is going bezerk because of all the photo’s I’m uploading to it, and this post is as filled as it is, I’ll save it for my next post.

Did you eat anything yummy this weekend?

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April 6, 2011

birthday weekend…and my dog

It’s only late Wednesday, and I’m already thinking about the weekend. Since next Tuesday is my birthday, this weekend is officially my “birthday weekend.”

To be honest, I wish it were any old weekend – I need a weekend to just do NOTHING! The past weekends have just been packed. But birthday weekends don’t usually involve doing nothing.

But maybe I will request one thing for my birthday weekend.

A relaxing trip to the Ferry Building Farmer’s Market.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And it’s always fun to people and animal watch!

 

I have a very strong belief that (small) dogs actually feel comfortable and safe inside backpacks.

 

This is my old dog Candy (girly name, but he’s a boy). He passed away at 15 years old last September.

In this picture, we took him to the vet after he had his first seizure (which was one of the most terrifying experiences ever!), a few months before he passed. He was so scared.

 

Anyway, back to the main point. Candy LOVED being in backpacks! There was a time I snuck him into my university dorms for a few months (still can’t believe I got away with it!) and so whenever I took him out to go potty, I had to put him into my backpack. But whenever we got back into the dorms, I set the backpack down to let him come out and he would just chill in there for a while! And he always willingly went into the backpack himself when it was time to go potty. Funny doggy. =)

Here he is tangled up in my cell phone charging wire. =)

 

OK, this post started about my birthday weekend and has now made me all-out nostalgic for Candy. Wah. Come back!

Alright I’ll end with this picture of the dogs of my life.

They are all passed, but it still makes me smile to think about them. Candy’s the one in the middle. His sister (same momma, different litter) is to the right. Her name is Shana. Everyone says they look like twins but they look as different as night and day to me! The black dog on the left (named Coco) is my first dog – we got him when I was five or so.

My loves! Even if I get another dog in the future, they will never be replaceable. =)