M and I walked down to the Financial District at just past 7 this morning. Downtown San Francisco was bathed in early-morning light – beautiful. I had a dentist appointment at 7:30 a.m. and M decided to go to work early.
My teeth got tickled and scraped, but they are healthy and brand-spanking squeaky clean now. I love my dentist. If you are in need of a tooth doctor, I highly recommend Emily Gentry. She’s really sweet, young, gentle and their office opens at 7:30 a.m. Win!
After my cleaning, I managed to worm my way into a breakfast at Google. I walked on over, met up with M at his workplace and commenced devouring a nice and luxuriously gourmet meal.
I had a tasting of fried potatoes, a little scoop of egg whites with quattro formagio and a few papaya chunks on the side. With a bowl of 9 grain hot cereal topped with a healthy dash of cinnamon and a smidge of brown sugar. The 9 grain hot cereal is so good. M prefers oatmeal and I have no idea why. There is so much more flavor, interest and yumminess hiding in the 9 grain!
I went back for more egg white scramble and potatoes.
I got into work about 9:45 a.m. with a big belly and contemplated taking a napsie at my desk. I think Scot may have caught me falling asleep.
Posted by Jennifer K. on November 17, 2010
Even though I am not the biggest fan of sports (understatement of the century), I had to watch the World Series opener – Giants v. Rangers.
I was supposed to meet up with Garrett, Kay’s brother, in the Marina, but the sports bar he chose was packed to the gills with fans and I was not about to stand in the line waiting for drunkards to leave.
So, goodbye to Greens it was and on to Bullitt next door. It was just as packed and smushed, but at least we got in. Just in time to see Juan Uribe hit it out of the park in the 5th inning! M was pretty excited as the entire bar started chanting “Let’s go Giants!”
But baseball is a long game and stomachs are made for getting hungry. M insisted he was full from a hot dog he had earlier, but I think he was secretly nervous about the Giants and lost his appetite. I had no such qualms however and Thai is was.
My appetizer was the papaya salad. I love papaya salad and used to get it from Thai Stick all the time. This salad was better. Still not great, but pretty good. I actually hate shrimp though so sadly dumped all those luscious babies in the corner. The dish was sizeable, but I was just starting.
Pad Thai finished me off. Literally. The waiter was kind enough to offer me the options of fried or soft tofu when I told him I was a vegetarian and wanted a veggie entree. I didn’t know soft tofu would make the entire dish look like barf though. Or mess with the consistency. Let’s just say it wasn’t the best Pad Thai I’ve ever had. Not bad. Just not that good. However, whether it was because M was fiercely concentrating on the game brightly displayed on the TV screen in the restaurant, or because I was weirdly starving, I managed to eat all but a third of the entire dish. By myself.
I think the waiter was impressed.
The night was still young though. Like I said, baseball is a very long game. We decided to go back down the street and see whether we could get into Greens. Nope. So we went to The Royal Oak, next door to Bullitt.
It was here we witnessed the final moments of the game when the Giants totally choked, but still won because they had such a ridiculous lead. Awesome.
Makes me proud to be a San Franciscan.
Posted by Jennifer K. on October 27, 2010