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If You’re Going To San Francisco….

San Francisco-The City By The Bay

As some of you know I recently returned from a trip to San Francisco to visit my boyfriend who temporarily relocated there for work and boy did I have an amazing time.   It’s true what they say, there sure are a lot of gentle people there, lovely gentle people who made me remember how important it is to take a moment to sit back, enjoy life, and really soak all of life’s awesomeness in.  We spent one day exploring Alcatraz Island and followed by a delicious dinner of Dungeness Crab on the pier after checking out some sunbathing sea lions.  We spent another day lazily strolling around the Castro and Dolores Park and other parts of the city, fueled by delectable pastries we picked up at Tartine Bakery, (including a dark chocolate filled croissant and some of the best strawberry bread pudding I have ever tasted-I highly recommend this bakery but go prepared to stand in line-the pastries are THAT good! ) and then had dinner (and my favorite meal of the trip ) at  The Anchor Oyster Bar , a must try if ever you are in San Francisco, where we feasted on bowls of hot chowder followed by a humongous serving of oysters on the half shell and chilled prawns.  After my San Francisco adventure was over I headed back to NYC and one thing was for certain, this New Yorker returned home a happy girl.  I hope to spend more time there on my next visit and here are a few pictures from my recent California adventure:)

The Golden Gate Bridge

My first glimpse of Alcatraz as we pulled up to the dock on Alcatraz Island

Alcatraz Prison cells

Anchor Oyster Bar

Me and my boyfriend soaking in the San Francisco sun on Alcatraz Island

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The Trouble Tree

The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stoney silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. After opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward, he walked me to my car. We passed the tree, and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. “Oh, that’s my trouble tree,” he replied. “I know I can’t help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don’t belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning, I pick them up again.” “Funny thing is,” he smiled, “when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren’t nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.”

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