A dynamite meal in San Francisco
What they say about hotel bargains right now is true.
How cheap is our special rate at a boutique San Francisco hotel just off Union Square?
Let me just say that when I was told it would cost $45 a night to park my car in the hotel's garage, I realized I would be paying almost half as much to park my car as for the room.
(No, I didn't park there. I found a garage around the block when I recovered enough from the shock to be able to drive again.) ...
We wandered around downtown yesterday afternoon and ended up having tea in the gorgeous Samovar Tea Lounge (motto: Practice peace. Drink tea.) above the Yerba Buena Gardens.
The pictures on its Web site don't do it justice, and I forgot my camera. It was a gorgeous day, blue sky, puffy clouds but cold. I knew that was going to be true, but I just couldn't make myself pack the right clothes when it was 90 degrees in Baltimore.
But that wasn't the dynamite meal.
We had our choice of fine seafood, Thai, Italian, and Korean restaurants within walking distance (in sandals with heels), but ended up at a wonderful French-Vietnamese restaurant called Le Colonial. It's in a small, charming standalone building next to a big tree in a back alley, quite surprising when you suddenly come upon it.
The special that evening was a two-pound lobster with bok choy. I couldn't manage that, but I loved my sweet corn soup with avocado cream and shrimp and mussels with Chinese eggplant and mango in a coconut curry sauce.
"Loved" may not be strong enough.
On the agenda today: A drive down the coast to Carmel, where the wedding will be held tomorrow in the Santa Lucia Preserve.
(Photos of Le Colonial by me)