I love San Francisco, possibly the most gracious and at the same time brilliantly exciting city in north America. I spent the day today (while suffering from a poisoning of some sort that has given me a headache and overall illness for three days) in North Beach and Chinatown, sipping espresso in the wonderful Cafe Puccini and buying Chinese kites for various nieces and nephews, fragments of Ching dynasty vases that were shattered by the Red Guards and salvaged in the form of small boxes, jade, and carved chops. It’s off at 6:45 am to the airport and D.C.
I agree; San Francisco is quite the town. I don’t know that I’d give it the distinction of tops in North America, but it’s one of my two favourites — the other being Vancouver.
Oh! I was visiting Chinatown that day, too! If only we had run into each other. We could have shared a can of “Grass Jelly Drink.” I have no idea what that is, but when I saw it in one of those shops, I just had to buy a can.
Well, Timothy, you’ll just have to keep me better informed of your whereabouts!
When I was in China and walked along the Great Wall, I bought and consumed a refreshing can of coconut milk, which was advertised as “Official Drink of the State.” So I’ll take you up on the offer of a Grass Jelly Drink. I’m sure it’s delicious. Especially when followed up by a tasty and healthful dried flying lizard. (I also enjoy visiting the apothecary shops when in Chinatown.)