Yesterday was a fine day. A Fall day. My favorite kind. It was made all the better by the fact that Mom was here visiting. It sounds so funny to remark that she's "visiting" since she only lives 35 miles away. But when she stays a night or two she really is in fact visiting, yes?
still shooting food? Me thinks, yes.
Condé Nast readers voted San Francisco as the best city to visit in the United States (also our friendliness!!) And any guess why our dining is so excellent? It goes full circle - we are smack dab in the middle of the #1 food and agriculture producing state in the United States.
Fifth Floor). She wouldn't buy me cake refills for my Easy Bake Oven when I was little, and instead made cake mix from scratch to the perfect proportions.
*gasp* 3 for $7??!!!" Mom is also from one of the biggest agricultural areas in California, so I suppose she has a better eye for the lack of difference between a shi-shi $3 Famers' Market pomegranate and one that grows on my Auntie Carole's tree.
Don't get me wrong. She still enjoys going. Those of you out there who know and love a Chinese woman know that they [*ahem*we] love to complain. So she's really happy amidst her price "comparisons".
enjoys complaining about). So while it makes perfect economical sense, I [*gasp* Mom, plug your ears!] don't clip coupons or shop around for deals. In fact, one of the reasons I take Mom with me is to ask her "is $2/pound for bell peppers a rip off, or acceptable?"
I LOVE Farmers' Markets. I love the idea of strolling in with my skinny (bridesmaid dress this weekend, remember?) caramel macchiato and buying organic produce in abundance to last a week, only to come back 7 days later. I love the samples and the bustle and the variety. I love that I can buy flowers for my table and flowers for my salad.
And I CAN'T believe how much I just wrote about Farmers' Markets!! Can you tell I have SF-Bay Area pride or what?
The day did hold more than just the FM... We also got coffee.
And went shoe shopping.
Even the shoes [boots] I got were "Fall anticipating Winter".
Mom and I closed our afternoon marveling at how we DO get a little fall color here in California. It's not all reserved for New England! The Chinese Pistache is one of the only trees that turn vibrant colors in the Fall. It's really tremendous how red they become.