pier 39.

This Saturday I wanted clam chowder.

So we went to a place that has really really good clam chowder.

It's called San Francisco.

Heard of it?

We started with a street fair on Embarcadero, where we both bought rings made of quarters. They say "Liberty" across the front which I really like. 

Then we walked down the Piers to 39. We ate some chowder in sourdough bowls, watched the sailboats and the seals, and took in some local street performer entertainment.

I love San Francisco. The bay was bright and full of life. The cliffs sloped around us like a modern day Atlantis. I've lived in the East, and the South, and the Mid West now... funny to think about... and this city is still quite simply the best!