I’m not shy when discussing the joy associated with my living situation. In addition to having a great apartment and great roommate, I embrace my neighborhood and take advantage of its riches frequently. There are many things to love about San Francisco’s Sunset neighborhood.
I love brisk after-work urban hikes to the top of Grand View Park and Strawberry Hill (in Golden Gate Park). I love the delicious cheap dinner spots like Lime Tree, King of Noodles and Crepevine, and its classier joints like Pasión and Nopalito. I even love Donut World, open 24 hours a day.
My roommate (Austin) and me at the top of Grand View Park, one of my very favorite vantage points from high above the Inner Sunset. Along your urban hike up to the park, be sure to stop at Moraga and 16th Avenue and discover one of the two nearby sets of mosaic tile staircases. (Photo credit: Nicolas Smith)
The Inner Sunset has a hot dog joint, comic book store, and shoe repair shop that’s been open since 1900. From its streets you can look in various directions and lay your eyes on Sutro Tower, the Pacific Ocean and Golden Gate Park, an oasis where you can run on trails, run on a track inside a former NFL stadium, run a half marathon, hike, paddle boat, golf, frisbee golf, cycle laps, geocache, play baseball, soccer, kickball, attend a music festival and more. Our glorious park is home to a world-class science museum and art museum, Japanese Tea Garden, carousel and bison paddock.
There is never a shortage of things to do and see in Golden Gate Park. Starting clockwise from top left: a butterfly inside the Academy of Sciences, ducklings and their parents at Stow Lake, a Burning Man tent set-up dress rehearsal with Brian, and a geocache discovery with Austin.
In celebration of my adoration for my neighborhood I recently contributed to my dear friend Andi’s travel, food and France blog, Misadventures with Andi. As part of her new series on SF neighborhood profiles from locals, I share more of my favorite Sunset neighborhood gems including a worker-owned bakery and a magnificent cheese shop. Check out my Sunset profile here.
He eats simple homemade meals. He tries to eat lots of protein and vegetables. He eats a lot of bananas, tries to include fiber and tries to always consume something for breakfast. He tries to not order pizza too much and doesn’t know many fancy cooking techniques.
For breakfast this weekend he hard boiled eggs Friday night and got a package of peppered bacon. He slept in both Saturday and Sunday. When he awoke, he prepared his meal with a chopped banana and some apple juice to kick off relaxing days.
For dinner earlier this week he grabbed some fresh green beans from the produce department and joined forces with some delicious jalapeño mango sausages. He chopped both items up and cooked together so they soaked up each others juices. He desired a little starch and made some spinach linguini with his favorite artichoke sauce from Andronico’s.
And tonight he ventured into the world of Brussels sprouts. He baked them after tossing in olive oil, fresh ground salt and pepper, and soy sauce. He combined with diced up chicken breast, sautéed also in soy sauce. Paired with root beer.
In general, he also eats a lot of Raisin Bran.
On Thursday I made myself one of two Zesty Southwestern Style Stuffed Chicken Breasts from Trader Joe’s. I glanced at the directions, 20 minutes at 350 degrees, and threw it in the oven with some squash zucchini. After 20 minutes I removed my meal from the oven, put it on a plate, poured myself a glass of apple juice and plopped in front of the TV to eat my dinner. After eating about a quarter of my chicken breast I started to notice pink meat. It looked a little raw. So I sliced the rest of the breast up and looked around to see if this thing was cooked or not. I ate around what looked raw and finished a little over half of my chicken before thinking this is not good.
round 2 - a success
Tonight I made the other chicken breast from the pack. I took a look at the directions and confirmed that it said, bake for 20 minutes. I took an even closer look and saw that the full directions said, cover in foil, bake for 30-35 minutes. remove foil, bake for 20 minutes.
Oh boy, I ate half of an undercooked-by 30-minutes chicken breast.
Thankfully I am not ill. And thankfully the well-cooked chicken breast was delicious.
I wanted us to do something silly and unique on Christmas Day that the girls would always remember so I convinced Dave and Patty that we should have a deluxe cheeseburger bar for dinner! Who needs ham or turkey or turducken when you can have cheeseburgers with fries, onion rings and all the fixings. We had homemade canned pickles and I made the most perfect bacon. I think it was a big hit.
After dinner we played Ticket to Ride, one of the two games we got the girls. Patty ended up winning and I finished respectively in second, followed my Sequoia, Dave and River.
By the end of the night we were all exhausted. Especially Booger!