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Fog City Strolls

This Mem Day we decided to chill in the hood - so to speak. From the far east bay we took our one source of reliable transit into SF.

It had been a while since the family hit the tracks to coast into town and take in the sights, sounds and food.

We enjoyed getting on the BART from a new infill station in the east bay - all shiny new fixtures unlike the grunge look that the rest of the system has developed over years of use and poorly guided funding spend.

Once we got into the city the presence of international hob nobble gobble surrounded us with different languages, styles and cultures making a fantastic ambience around the Ferry Building.

From admiring the amazing art that the locals produce using glass, copper, plastic, wood and canvas with oils we strolled our way to China Town. Using a locally grown technology called iphone we dug a place to chew for our little one - she had her mind set on crepes. Turned out YELP was HELPLESS than helpful - what was defined as OPEN turned out CLOSED. After encountering the same experience with a place that would other day serve great Mediterranean food (turned out to not want customers on SAT either) we gave up on the Yelping and focused on using our eyes and noses to track something down worth chewing.

Not sure what to make of this apathy the local merchants exhibit toward a city supposedly welcoming all from far and near to enjoy the variety of food available. Not when 90% of the businesses were closed. Sort of reminded us of Europe after 6 pm.

Ended up having some good calzones for the daughter and some Zagat rated Hunan near Montgomery for our souls.

Typically its hard to screw up Chinese food - although my experience - honest with anything Zagat - has been less than stellar. So was this joint. With mediocre service from wait staff that partially spoke the lingo; to blah to terrible tasting dishes we were not pleased with this take on the southeastern cuisine from the land of the Chinese.


Thence we migrated to do some casual shopping and headed back to the BART for our journey home.

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